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To my knees
I can't take these notions.
Who is he? Do I know you?
Who are you talking to, Love?
Yes it's a big deal. What should I do?
I ball up my fists.
Brick of hate. I wish
That she wasn't stuck in my heart.
But she is. She's there
And she breaks me apart.
Piece by piece I crumble down,
My love dried up, Somehow.
I fall down to the cement ground,
And I slam down my fist.
It bleeds,
I bleed,
It's how I know I'm alive,
It's why tears fall from my eyes.
It's why the earth cracks my bones,
I'm so scared of the unknown.
Don't do this to me, not again.
I loved you so much, and I will to the end.
I throw a chair, and smash a wall,
And again I fall.
To my knees...
... But what am I supposed to do...?
Who is he? Do I know you?
Who are you talking to, Love?
Yes it's a big deal. What should I do?
I ball up my fists.
Brick of hate. I wish
That she wasn't stuck in my heart.
But she is. She's there
And she breaks me apart.
Piece by piece I crumble down,
My love dried up, Somehow.
I fall down to the cement ground,
And I slam down my fist.
It bleeds,
I bleed,
It's how I know I'm alive,
It's why tears fall from my eyes.
It's why the earth cracks my bones,
I'm so scared of the unknown.
Don't do this to me, not again.
I loved you so much, and I will to the end.
I throw a chair, and smash a wall,
And again I fall.
To my knees...
... But what am I supposed to do...?
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