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“If I say I wouldn't be hostile, could you say you would do the same? If we're all made just a little bit broken, tell me who is to blame?” We’ve all got battle scars, wounds from fights we’ve already lost. You made me promise not to get this bad, but I can’t seem to control myself around you anymore. The voices are building up, I promised, and I’m still not taking back my word, but you’ve turned your back. And you left me in the dark. I thought I loved you, but I realized this whole time I was wrong. I break at the mere mention of your name, driving my entire life downhill. I’m always going to be, a broken imperfect mess. I tried to change for you, but there’s nothing else to change. I’m a damaged marionette, lying in your disapproving hands. But this won’t be my defeat. With my bones exposed, I stand up and fight. Fighting for my life back, for all I want to be. I might have lost the battle, but I’m going to win the war. Lets see how much you need me. I’m done playing your endless games, find a different pawn, I’m through. “If I say I wouldn't be hostile, could you say you would do the same? If we're all made just a little bit broken, tell me who is to blame?”
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Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
An Adaptation of the song "Bones Exposed" by Of Mice & Men
“If I say I wouldn't be hostile, could you say you would do the same? If we're all made just a little bit broken, tell me who is to blame?” We’ve all got battle scars, wounds from fights we’ve already lost. You made me promise not to get this bad, but I can’t seem to control myself around you anymore. The voices are building up, I promised, and I’m still not taking back my word, but you’ve turned your back. And you left me in the dark. I thought I loved you, but I realized this whole time I was wrong. I break at the mere mention of your name, driving my entire life downhill. I’m always going to be, a broken imperfect mess. I tried to change for you, but there’s nothing else to change. I’m a damaged marionette, lying in your disapproving hands. But this won’t be my defeat. With my bones exposed, I stand up and fight. Fighting for my life back, for all I want to be. I might have lost the battle, but I’m going to win the war. Lets see how much you need me. I’m done playing your endless games, find a different pawn, I’m through. “If I say I wouldn't be hostile, could you say you would do the same? If we're all made just a little bit broken, tell me who is to blame?”
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Apr 7, 2014
Apr 7, 2014 at 2:59 PM UTC
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