She tied it loose at first
Then tightened around my neck
The noose started to hurt
Hood covered my eyes, so black
It hurts
More than I can say
Maybe
It was my fault all the time
Each fibre leaving marks on my skin
My throat completely drying up
My voice taken before I begin
My body straining as I shook
It hurts
More than I can say
Maybe
It was my fault all the time
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