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She’s got so many problems,

She just can’t seem to solve,

She’s got so many people,

Who all want to resolve…

She just can’t seem to find what she needs.



She’s in a bubble that might as well make her dead,

She’s got so many problems running through her precious head.

If I could help I’d do anything I could.

As far as I’m concerned, I think I should.



But emotions are too painful,

They must all be trapped.

But inside is a secret potential,

Waiting to be tapped.



Take all the things that bother her,

And give them all to me,

I want to look inside her head,

All the problems I can see.



This is not the path to choose,

I want to steer away,

The bad things that all haunt her,

I am here to stay.



I’ll try and protect her,

I’d go into my dying breath,

I’d go until the final beat,

Beats out of my chest.



She couldn’t understand how much I care if she tried,

If I ever leave her, I swear I will just die.

I don’t want her dead,

So let’s get those bad memories out of her head.