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Invisible paint on our faces Showing who we are Just an ounce of fear in every step An ounce of regret for every bar They figured you out You're different- you stand out The beat you till blood breaks through your skin But you still love There's nothing wrong with you But apparently everything is wrong with you "I didn't raise you like that!" is what you hear from your embarrassed mother Clinging on to the life of a useless father "You're going to hell" shoots arrows into your throbbing heart Screaming for help, wanting to be like everyone else Hiding in your bedroom and letting them throw their darts Crying yourself to sleep because the love has left you You meet the perfect person, but you can't tell them And you just go over the brim It's not a choice, because if I could choose I would choose the easy life Drowning your thoughts in cheap ***** Kicked out by your own flesh and blood Hating yourself, and etching patterns in your own skin The hate comes over like a flood But there's nothing wrong with you Nothing has ever been wrong with you And there will never be a **** thing wrong with you.
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC
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Invisible paint on our faces Showing who we are Just an ounce of fear in every step An ounce of regret for every bar They figured you out You're different- you stand out The beat you till blood breaks through your skin But you still love There's nothing wrong with you But apparently everything is wrong with you "I didn't raise you like that!" is what you hear from your embarrassed mother Clinging on to the life of a useless father "You're going to hell" shoots arrows into your throbbing heart Screaming for help, wanting to be like everyone else Hiding in your bedroom and letting them throw their darts Crying yourself to sleep because the love has left you You meet the perfect person, but you can't tell them And you just go over the brim It's not a choice, because if I could choose I would choose the easy life Drowning your thoughts in cheap ***** Kicked out by your own flesh and blood Hating yourself, and etching patterns in your own skin The hate comes over like a flood But there's nothing wrong with you Nothing has ever been wrong with you And there will never be a **** thing wrong with you.
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heaven-leigh
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Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 12:26 PM UTC
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