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And Jesus loves you, or so he said But you have never felt this way Nobody loves you or even cares Except for him but now he's not there Razorblades over me cut me up like you did Razorblades over me cut me up like you did Sitting silent, think about time What if you're alone when you die? Who will you turn to when you're afraid? What will you ever have to say? Razorblades over me cut me up like you did Razorblades over me cut me up like you did I am broken and can't be fixed I have had enough of it A million razors begin to slice Hopefully it'll make me feel all right Razorblades over me cut me up like you did Razorblades over me cut me up like you did From Letras Mania