You used me
took what you needed
caused me so much pain
and left me here wounded
I've lost so many people
to the sword in your hand
did you ever care at all
or is this all what you planned
the sense of your presence
makes my head pound
and my heart always sinks
when you make any sound
after all that I've done
and sacrificed for you
can you do me one favor
and plan my funeral
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 1:14 PM UTC
You used me
took what you needed
caused me so much pain
and left me here wounded
I've lost so many people
to the sword in your hand
did you ever care at all
or is this all what you planned
the sense of your presence
makes my head pound
and my heart always sinks
when you make any sound
after all that I've done
and sacrificed for you
can you do me one favor
and plan my funeral
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