Please, I love her more than freedom,
and I want her to be free.
Please, I'd sell my soul a thousand times,
to drive her far from me.
But she'll starve by twisted morals,
may pain keep at bay the dread!
And I want her to be happy,
in a world that wants her dead.
I can't help her. I can't save her.
I can't stop her. I can't run.
If she finds her way to nothing,
then I won't have anyone.
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 1:59 AM UTC
Please, I love her more than freedom,
and I want her to be free.
Please, I'd sell my soul a thousand times,
to drive her far from me.
But she'll starve by twisted morals,
may pain keep at bay the dread!
And I want her to be happy,
in a world that wants her dead.
I can't help her. I can't save her.
I can't stop her. I can't run.
If she finds her way to nothing,
then I won't have anyone.
