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The weight that crushes my shoulders
is known as a burden
i think its something you should know
and your heart should be safe kept
but when i hid a secret so terrible
when you cry a river i feel is presence
but you cannot feel as mine has run dry
i try to never hurt you
but a cold heart is a dead heart
and i have seen anything so black
when you bury me with your tears
you then rescue me with you smile
but then to drain my scarred soul
and crush me with your burden
no matter how i tame that flame
your presence fades to black
thats something you should know
when the human heart grows darker
but i cannot find my own beat
but a cold heart is a dead heart
with your soul so dead and gone
but a cold heart is a dead heart
when a burden cant be lifted
this is way to drown in your love
to be buried
away from your burden
is known as a burden
i think its something you should know
and your heart should be safe kept
but when i hid a secret so terrible
when you cry a river i feel is presence
but you cannot feel as mine has run dry
i try to never hurt you
but a cold heart is a dead heart
and i have seen anything so black
when you bury me with your tears
you then rescue me with you smile
but then to drain my scarred soul
and crush me with your burden
no matter how i tame that flame
your presence fades to black
thats something you should know
when the human heart grows darker
but i cannot find my own beat
but a cold heart is a dead heart
with your soul so dead and gone
but a cold heart is a dead heart
when a burden cant be lifted
this is way to drown in your love
to be buried
away from your burden
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