Cuts

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No matter how strong
You're trying to be,
There's always a part
That will never be free

It's like a pure lie
You tell , you believe.
It doesn't get better
Just live it like hell.

Our similiar minds
Make out in the night
They get to our souls
They get to our hearts

We're trying to fight
Those devils that guide
But the cuts they return
They're deeper ,
they're life..

And if there's a God
But we know that's a lie
I'd be free to return
To the first point I loved...