you wanna know, know that it doesn't hurt me you wanna hear about the deal I'm makin'...
sometimes when i walk alone at night
I'm shot from the back with a gun
and as the bullet pierces through my body
i fall to the cold concrete on to my knees
as tears stream down my face
my blood pours from me onto the ground
and i can't yell or scream because it takes too much out of me
so i just close my eyes as tight as possible
once i open my eyes i find myself standing up breathing hard and holding on to the closest thing to me to try and keep my balance.
I'm okay.
(based on a true story by a real girl)
song:Placebo-"running up that hill"
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