Cut out my eyes
So I can't see
The damage I've done
To you and me
Cut out my heart
So I can't feel
The pain full scars
I forget are real
Cut out my brain
Its for my own good
I won't repeat
The pain I have
It makes me weak
Cut out my face
My arms, my waist
Cutt off my hair
And just leave me in this place
I deserve to be broken
In two or three
Millions of blue
Little peices of me
Just leave me alone
Alone to bleed
And leave me with my voice
The only thing good about me
Ill sing the blues
Ill sing the truth
Leave me to sing
On my last truth
When all has failed
Nothing comes true
At least I can sing
I will sing the blues
Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 7:17 AM UTC
Cut out my eyes
So I can't see
The damage I've done
To you and me
Cut out my heart
So I can't feel
The pain full scars
I forget are real
Cut out my brain
Its for my own good
I won't repeat
The pain I have
It makes me weak
Cut out my face
My arms, my waist
Cutt off my hair
And just leave me in this place
I deserve to be broken
In two or three
Millions of blue
Little peices of me
Just leave me alone
Alone to bleed
And leave me with my voice
The only thing good about me
Ill sing the blues
Ill sing the truth
Leave me to sing
On my last truth
When all has failed
Nothing comes true
At least I can sing
I will sing the blues
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