Watch me, watch me while I smile.
Don’t look at my skin, painted with red gashes.
It’s not worth the breath I’d be wasting, don’t ask.
This is me.
In all my glory.
Stained blood red and wet with tears.
This is what you made, a mask on sanity.
But I’m not well.
Don’t look at my skin, painted with red gashes.
It’s not worth the breath I’d be wasting, don’t ask.
This is me.
In all my glory.
Stained blood red and wet with tears.
This is what you made, a mask on sanity.
But I’m not well.
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