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 Theres tiny little words on the tip of my tongue When I want to say I feel your pain But what I'm feeling is because of me Because of you Be... [read more] |
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Close the door on me Say I'm not worth anything Curse my name under the sun Unbourn me because you know ... [read more] |
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You know how many tears I've cried because of you Because you wanted me to cry more Because of you my ears are death, I'm slack My eyes are... [read more] |
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Point the finger at the blame It doesn't always go away I'm left behind, I'm catching up Not always willing it's here alone Feed me hazy, fe... [read more] |
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I am messed up - you don't care I speak the truth - you don't care I am screaming on the pavement and you just don't care You are messed up... [read more] |
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All I feel is pain All I feel is fucked -Name 1 or 2 problems Theres more Don't Look All I feel is hurt All I am is shit I'm useless I'm se... [read more] |
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God was not listening or she asked too much to give Whether the excuse she was damned for not trusting but checking As if she made any other... [read more] |
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It seemed out of night I escaped Down to some strange world, every born night And I wondered to places of restriction, with no rules I sleep... [read more] |
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Hold me at an arm length and look me in the eye Give some words to your soul cause I just don't know what to believe in And your playing y... [read more] |
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I've walked these thousand miles I've walked before And I'm staring at the dark puddles that I've passed before I'm crying in these shadows... [read more] |
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Youth is put to rest because of blame And youth is forced to live up to trashy fame We all walk this worn road, heads bowed Accepted, though... [read more] |
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As I slip away through the murky black The curtains are drawn in tight oppression Silence screams and darkness descends Fatality of the unit... [read more] |
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its just another reflection of me dancing on the pane of water unforgiven and different I ponder wear I lay Im semi-touched, I'm sinned No l... [read more] |
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Not on a Friday, not on Saturday dare she lie down She heard sighs from an earth long gone Her ear to the pavement, her 12 year old frock on... [read more] |
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Walking a path torn from long buried sin They trudge, heads held high, down a dark unlit alley Heeding to the call of the unholy In palms th... [read more] |