If you cut your hand
I’m gonna cut mine
And then when we shake them
We’ll be the same color, and type
You’re smiling at me
You put down the knife
You say its not time yet
Instead let’s go walking outside
Dont give up
Don’t you quit on me
Don’t give up
Don’t you quit on me
I’m still a boy
But you’re not the same
My skin still looks see through
And I feel underneath like a fake
You’re smiling again
You show me a blade
You say in that tree house
That all I had wrong was a date
Dont give up
Don’t you quit on me
Don’t give up
Don’t you quit on me
And if hope
Keeps you young and wild
Then if you please
I’d like to die as a child
Dont give up
Don’t you quit on me
Don’t give up
Don’t you quit on me
Don’t give up
Don’t you quit on me
Don’t give up
Don’t you quit on me
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