"20 Stitches"  Parental Advisory genre: Punk
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	CD: Hope For Tomorrow
	Lyrics If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have any luck at all And I'd rather cut my wrists Or put my fists through a wall Then to spend another moment with you In this room without a view All these walls are covered in red The last place i'll shed my blood so take a needle to my eyes slide a razor against my face. add another fucking scar to another fucking place, on my body that seems to be rotting in this bed. theses stiches feel like shards of glass digging at my skull and my brain. but those innocent eyes of yours don't look so sweet anymore. I saw the look on your face as you ripped my heart to the floor. i love the way you bring me down. stomp my heart into the ground. giving me gifts of pain. playing all your head games. so crack another wicked grin. lip the lipstick off my lips. take the knife out of my back and let me dig it in your hips. i'll cut the skin off your thighs that you once wrapped around my face. remembering the poison's oh so sour taste. but those innocent eyes of yours don't look so sweet anymore. I saw the look on your face as you ripped my heart to the floor. i love the way you bring me down. stomp my heart into the ground. giving me gifts of pain. playing all your head games. why don't you walk all over me. why don't you walk all over me. why don't you walk all over me. WHY DON"T YOU WALK ALL OVER ME!

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