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open up
If I would open up, you could see a heart
Shiny and so gold, but all ripped apart
Even with this pain, it always calls out
For just another wound, and that is all
If I let it die, can only let it go
I can just sail away, no need for hope
I need a sharp knife, rip out the pain
But then I am judged, for being insane
if I would open up, it would get old
to see me cry, in this world so cold
Even with this pain, it always calls out
For just another wound, and that is all
Shiny and so gold, but all ripped apart
Even with this pain, it always calls out
For just another wound, and that is all
If I let it die, can only let it go
I can just sail away, no need for hope
I need a sharp knife, rip out the pain
But then I am judged, for being insane
if I would open up, it would get old
to see me cry, in this world so cold
Even with this pain, it always calls out
For just another wound, and that is all
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