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Purest Souls
What you must understand about me is
I care too much and love too deep
the closer you get the more broken i seem
for everything that's beautiful pains me so
because my heart says it isn't true...
No, it isn't true...
But my tears are the words that need to be written
my scars tell a story that must be heard
the insecurities that haunt me run through my veins
so I wish they could be cleansed by scarlet rain
and it's the ones that deserve the sun
who end up broken in the dark
yeah, it's the loyal ones who hurt the most
it's always the purest souls, who bleed...
what you can't comprehend about me is
I try too hard and cry too much
the longer you care the more shattered i seem
for every smile is just faked for show
because my mind swears it isn't true...
No, it can't be true...
But my tears are the words that need to be written
my scars tell a story that must be heard
the insecurities that haunt me run through my veins
so I wish they could be cleansed by scarlet rain
and it's the ones that deserve the sun
who end up broken in the dark
yeah, it's the loyal ones who hurt the most
it's always the purest souls, who bleed...
staring as I bleed....
don't you know it's the purest souls in need?
I care too much and love too deep
the closer you get the more broken i seem
for everything that's beautiful pains me so
because my heart says it isn't true...
No, it isn't true...
But my tears are the words that need to be written
my scars tell a story that must be heard
the insecurities that haunt me run through my veins
so I wish they could be cleansed by scarlet rain
and it's the ones that deserve the sun
who end up broken in the dark
yeah, it's the loyal ones who hurt the most
it's always the purest souls, who bleed...
what you can't comprehend about me is
I try too hard and cry too much
the longer you care the more shattered i seem
for every smile is just faked for show
because my mind swears it isn't true...
No, it can't be true...
But my tears are the words that need to be written
my scars tell a story that must be heard
the insecurities that haunt me run through my veins
so I wish they could be cleansed by scarlet rain
and it's the ones that deserve the sun
who end up broken in the dark
yeah, it's the loyal ones who hurt the most
it's always the purest souls, who bleed...
staring as I bleed....
don't you know it's the purest souls in need?
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