I believe you
You're telling me the truth
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Little voices in my head
they tells me what to do
tells me to cut myself
over en over again
the tells me to say goodbye
tells me nobody loves me
hated by everybody
little voices in my head
little voices in my head
can't see my scars
can't see
what they make me do
little voices in my head
they keep saying
I'm ugly
not worth to live
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I believe you
you're telling me the truth
-> even voor de duidelijkheid: k heb geen last van stemmen, maar vrienden van mij wel..:S dus dit gedigt gaat niet over mij!