Needles, knives and bottles
Standing on the stair
I turn and walk the other way
there's nothing for me there
And now I can't go home
To razor cuts on bone
Rooms splashed with blood
Needles dipped in mud and

Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail
Emotional blackmail

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