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Cold as Ice
This is painful
The hardening of my heart
I can feel it
My soul being ripped apart
I am crying
I am wishing I was dead
But getting hurt again
That's the one thing I dread
So I'll put on this mask
Not showing how much it hurts
To walk on broken glass
I'll wear my poker face
To protect me not only from the past
But from everything and everyone
To let the world know that I'm done
Done being treated like garbage
With being taken advantage of
Sure, it's immature
But I will not be seen as weak
This time I've won
Maybe now that I'm cold like ice
They can't mistake it for being nice
No. Now they will know
I'm really fucking done
For their sake
I hope they think twice
The hardening of my heart
I can feel it
My soul being ripped apart
I am crying
I am wishing I was dead
But getting hurt again
That's the one thing I dread
So I'll put on this mask
Not showing how much it hurts
To walk on broken glass
I'll wear my poker face
To protect me not only from the past
But from everything and everyone
To let the world know that I'm done
Done being treated like garbage
With being taken advantage of
Sure, it's immature
But I will not be seen as weak
This time I've won
Maybe now that I'm cold like ice
They can't mistake it for being nice
No. Now they will know
I'm really fucking done
For their sake
I hope they think twice
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