| You think im strong? I'll show you strong Stuck a bullet in my head and now im gone What is there to live for when my world has come down? nineteen miles of carnage in every fuckers frown Yes im stong Bear down on me and i break I have had all that i can possibly take They put the splinters under my nail they say its Earth i think its hell Yeah im stong Couldn't take it anymore Not with all the fucking death and gore you say that im strong but i can't even breath They have sucked the very life out of me Go ahead and think im stong What is there left to live for? an ocassional glance, an ocassional hug of the adored? Nothing a big fucking hole where my heart should be yeah go fuck yourself and let me free Im strong, im strong Tell me what you want to hear I will humor you, whisper it in your ear just don't think im strong i can't handle feeling so fucking wrong I try to be strong Just so you will see But this is wrong This is not me |
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| I hear your footsteps on my window I ask you to help furnish the house With love But there is none As you lay your head in my lap I meet your eyes I tell you everything will be alright But its not The distant echoes of your breathing Has left scratches in my mind |
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