In my own family I'm a lone ranger
Treated and judged like a stranger
The spark of my inner anger
In my mind those images will forever linger
And when I crack it pulls a trigger
Pointed at who hurt me the most with manipulative words
I make the music in my head to cure the hurt
I'm sending you a message, telling so many stories
The chords on my guitar is saying I'm sorry
Apr 28, 2017
Apr 28, 2017 at 8:35 AM UTC
In my own family I'm a lone ranger
Treated and judged like a stranger
The spark of my inner anger
In my mind those images will forever linger
And when I crack it pulls a trigger
Pointed at who hurt me the most with manipulative words
I make the music in my head to cure the hurt
I'm sending you a message, telling so many stories
The chords on my guitar is saying I'm sorry
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