Donkey Shot

I woke up this morning
With my old nightmare
Stuck in my head

On my wrists are the scars
From the knife I've placed on them
In a moment of weakness

Inside I'm still bleeding
Hurt but concealed on the outside
A perfect lie with a broken smile

Now I'm trapped
In the haunting memories of yesterday
Demons waiting for my retardation

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