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                                            "It´s only for fun"
 He´s holding a knife in his right hand
 He´s dressed in a blue cap and tight pants
 Wished he could possibly fight back
 But that´s impossible, he thinks with sarcasm
 Takin´a step towards the last moment
 He´s alone in the forest, and really bored
 With a sharp object in his use
 Cutting his wrist loose
 He screams and he screams
 And the wrist bleeds and it feels
 Banging his head in the nearest tree
 That feels like his weírdest dream
 But this time it happens it´s fucking real
 He feels cold, his not freezing cause its fear
 He dont wanna die but he´s gonna die
 Ánd he´s probably ín coma now
 That´s when he wakes up
 And thinking, I shouldn´t take drugs
 He looks around "were am I "
 He notice it´s blood on his arm
 
 
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