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Crippled throat
Another noose hung from the rafters
Another victim of the master’s
little game
And there she goes
If it’s easy, what of after?
If it’s easy go and ask her why she hanged
One step to hell
A little kick and it’s all over
A little crack, a little colder
Nothing strange
I know it well
That subtle crave to go and end it
Nothing granted
Nothing given
Nothing gained
If you know me
Like I know that little feeling
A little note laid on a bed
A couple pills
A little Tylenol ingestion
A little passing on to heaven
A little vomit on my chest
It’s those little things that free me
It’s that feeling
It’s that kingdom come again
Be my abyss
Come be my studio apartment
My body on the carpet
Come and be my heaving lungs
My giving in
Watch my father hate he hates me
Watch my mother claim she made me more than this
If you know me
Like I know that little feeling
A little note laid on a bed
A couple pills
A little Tylenol ingestion
A little passing on to heaven
A little vomit on my chest
It’s those little things that free me
It’s that feeling
It’s that kingdom come again
