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She's still there. Why is she still there? After all that's happened... She's the same. I blew up. I think I took her damage for her. My mind's a mess My life's a mess I am a walking broken soul She hurt me, she hurt me badly And I'll never be perfectly whole again. I miss the way I used to be A flying kite nowhere near the sea My family and friends don't recognize me Because I'm a walking broken soul. They say Do this, and then, Work on that, as though business will heal me, make me forget. I say, Look at me, I say, Help me, I say, *Ask me what's wrong. I'm a broken melody in a beautiful song. How can you not see I'm a half, not a whole? How can you not see, My heart's made of coal?* How can you not see, I don't want this, Anymore? How can you not see your daughter knocking at your door?
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
Sea of Sorrow
She's still there. Why is she still there? After all that's happened... She's the same. I blew up. I think I took her damage for her. My mind's a mess My life's a mess I am a walking broken soul She hurt me, she hurt me badly And I'll never be perfectly whole again. I miss the way I used to be A flying kite nowhere near the sea My family and friends don't recognize me Because I'm a walking broken soul. They say Do this, and then, Work on that, as though business will heal me, make me forget. I say, Look at me, I say, Help me, I say, *Ask me what's wrong. I'm a broken melody in a beautiful song. How can you not see I'm a half, not a whole? How can you not see, My heart's made of coal?* How can you not see, I don't want this, Anymore? How can you not see your daughter knocking at your door?
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Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 9:07 AM UTC
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