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    Icon: LJ/sixthmile
    Layout: tuesdaynight
    Inspiration: DayBefore!Misery
    Written on: Wednesday, March 5, 2008
    Time: 7:34 AM

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    Underneath my skin is it just anger, just frustration?
    Underneath my skin is it decisions or these feelings?
    It always hurt my mind (it always hurt my mind)
    It always killed my pride inside.
    It always wastes my time
    Again, again..

    Again i bleed, again i shake.
    Again i fall, again i break.
    Wasted, hated.
    Again, again..

    Underneath my skin is it just anger, just frustration?
    Underneath my skin is it just nothing, or these feelings?
    'cause all of mine just fades. (all of mine just fades)
    No, i don't feel what i felt before.
    I'm back inside this cage.
    Again, again..

    Again i bleed, again i shake.
    Again i fall, again i break.
    Wasted, hated.
    Again, again..

    Again i burn, take it all.
    Inside my head, i hate the world,
    Because i don't know (don't know)
    I let go
    Again, again..

    Underneath my skin is it just anger, just frustration?
    Underneath my skin is it just nothing, or these feelings?
    'cause all of mine just fades.
    Again, again..

    Again i bleed, again i shake.
    Again i fall, again i break.
    Wasted, hated.
    Again, again..

    Again i burn, and take it all.
    But inside my head, i hate the world,
    Because i don't know (don't know)
    I let go.
    Again, again..

    Again.
    Again.
    Again.
    Again