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Broken Glass
im not exactly what I seem
Perfect curled hair and a life of regrets
Blue eyes pouring tears like streams
Do you really mean all those things?
Would you do them again if you knew this is the way it would be?
Would you cut out those words;
Cut out the suffering?
Or would you carve yourself out of your skin and hide in invisibility?
F*** your tradgedy I don’t need you around me
Tearing me down like I don’t mean a damn thing
Push me again, break my bones with everything you did
Hear me scream as my blood runs red
I could kill myself with all this sorrow and broken glass
But instead I’ll write this song and go to bed once again
All you see is a smile that’s a painted on lie
Lonely in cold in the empty dead of the night
They don’t know I scream
Inflict pain just so I can feel a single thing
Did you know it would break me, watching you leave?
Empty foot prints in the wake of a memory
F*** your tradgedy I don’t need you around me
Tearing me down like I don’t mean a damn thing
Push me again, break my bones with everything you did
Hear me scream as my blood runs red
I could kill myself with all this sorrow and broken glass
But instead I’ll write this song and go to bed once again
Beaten down
Blood shot eyes and empty crowns full of lies
Act like a king on the pedestal that will fall when you die
Think twice before you play with my emotions
Revenge is a b****, and heaven sent me for its infliction
Double check you position
F*** your tradgedy I don’t need you around me
Tearing me down like I don’t mean a damn thing
Push me again, break my bones with everything you did
Hear me scream as my blood runs red
I could kill myself with all this sorrow and broken glass
But instead I’ll write this song and go to bed once again
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