New Accessories

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I've got some new accessories
They fit me quite well
Like the spring tree’s leaves
I’m hurt, but you can’t tell

Like your fancy bracelets, with a twist
I can’t be trusted alone now
These bracelets forever on my wrist
I’m the queen of misery, with a crown

I’ve stopped pretending that I’m okay
couldn’t find shits to give anymore
Save your lies for a rainy day
Yupp, You’ve got it, I’m the suicide whore

I’ve got a new accessory
This one sits tight upon my neck
Not like anything you've seen                                                                         
Premature death in a wreck

It’s funny that you think im fine
You haven't seen through my fake smile
I already lost everything that’s mine
I thought he’d go that extra mile

"I love you" is just a cover up story
Like being drunk on something new
I can be myself, but I can’t be me
And just when I thought I was through

Legs dangle, lifelessly over the edge
Fresh scars, etched over my body
traveling further, around every crease and wedge
I don’t mean to come off as haughty

I've got some new accessories
but these accessories have a twist
depression has taken over me
And the proof is on my wrists

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