Stains
I can't end up like before
Stay on your side of the door
Twist up my insides any more
And I'll be dead on the floor
Blackness likes to envelop
Uses my thoughts as a weapon
Consume my heart
I'll thrive in the dark
Midnight calls me
In my bed I'm waiting
Can't stand the tension
Just let me release the pressure
But I'm just hoping to keep away
The blood that stains
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