All the pain just pumps through
Every last capillary, artery and vein
Night and day it builds and clots
I can no longer endure this pain
My heart pumps faster and faster
As if I'm doing a serious of sprints
Each pump feels like a drum beat
Each pump makes me wince
Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I fall so hard for another?
Why does my heart plead and beg?
Why does it have to be such a bother?
I can't forget the pain
I can't forget her face
I have a gallery of girls in my mind
Each one with her own personal grace
Each one haunts me every night
They chant and taunt me
"You did everything wrong!"
The tears haze the world I see
I see in total and absolute pain
Each person is like a rose's thorn
A single touch would make me bleed
Oh how I wish I knew why I was born.
Jun 8, 2012
Jun 8, 2012 at 5:13 PM UTC
All the pain just pumps through
Every last capillary, artery and vein
Night and day it builds and clots
I can no longer endure this pain
My heart pumps faster and faster
As if I'm doing a serious of sprints
Each pump feels like a drum beat
Each pump makes me wince
Why do I do this to myself?
Why do I fall so hard for another?
Why does my heart plead and beg?
Why does it have to be such a bother?
I can't forget the pain
I can't forget her face
I have a gallery of girls in my mind
Each one with her own personal grace
Each one haunts me every night
They chant and taunt me
"You did everything wrong!"
The tears haze the world I see
I see in total and absolute pain
Each person is like a rose's thorn
A single touch would make me bleed
Oh how I wish I knew why I was born.
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