Your heart starts to ache.
As the scream gets closer
Your stomach sinks,
As the scream gets closer
Your bad memories start to link.
As the scream gets ready to blow
You bite your red, bloody lip,
As the scream gets ready to blow
You hope the scream won't slip.
Now your letting your scream get away
You feel yourself turning red,
Now your letting your scream get away
You wish you were tucked away in bed.
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