My heart.... one with many lacerations
Only a tool
Many use it to get what they want
And I only a fool
I try to get out, try to brake free
I do this imagining that its up to me
But my heart won't let go and holds to foe
This nobody opens their eyes to see
No matter how much I complain
They all never see
No matter how much I show
They all never see
My heart, one with many lacerations
That may or may not belong to only me
Oct 21, 2012
Oct 21, 2012 at 8:01 AM UTC
My heart.... one with many lacerations
Only a tool
Many use it to get what they want
And I only a fool
I try to get out, try to brake free
I do this imagining that its up to me
But my heart won't let go and holds to foe
This nobody opens their eyes to see
No matter how much I complain
They all never see
No matter how much I show
They all never see
My heart, one with many lacerations
That may or may not belong to only me
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