I´m running out of ways
to make you feel the pain
I could hit you by car
but you would only laugh
And ask for more
You are never serious,
because nothing ever hurts
You are so deaf, so numb
Only thing that still gets through is the pain
And it only tickles
I could kill you
and look you in the eyes
But I couldn´t find any feelings there
You are already kind of dead
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