I can feel the threads
They're tight
Around my arms
My legs
My head
I can feel the threads
I can see the spiders
They're fast
Down the threads to my arms
My legs
My head
I can see the spiders
I can hear the scissors
They're sharp
Cutting the threads around my arms
My legs
My head
I can hear the scissors
I can't feel the threads
I can't feel the hugs
I can't see the spiders
I can't see the love
I can hear the scissors
I can hear my voice
'I don't need you'
'I hate you'
'Go away'
I can't feel the friendships
I can't see my friends
All I hear is my hate
Where have you gone?
I'm lonely
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