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Never Enough of Something
Once upon a time in a land far away
There lived a little girl and she cried all day
Her brothers called her stupid
And her parents told her stay
And so the little girl wiped her tears away
Each side has more cons than pros
She hides the cuts, in fear it shows
Fighting her demons afraid and alone
Hating herself blood, skin and bone
If she had a gun
The deed would be done
If she had a rope
She'd loose more than her hope
She expresses the tears she cannot cry
As a mess of scars on her thigh
She expresses the things she cannot do
By writing things she hope would come true
Her parents divorced
Her brothers abandon
Her house crumbling
And still she plays the reliable daughter
She cannot share these secrets untold
If she opens her mouth chaos would unfold
Pick the wrong one to confide in
Make a irreversible sin
Cuz another and another would tell each other
Till I'm drowning in pity, my secrets all discover
I want a real friend
I want a real end
I don't want to pretend
I don't want to be condemned
But I'm a prisoner to this life I don't want anymore
Prisoner to a life maybe I never wanted
How would it feel to not be perfect and have that be okay?
How does it feel to be able to mess up?
Stars are the most beautiful when they fall
I made a mistake and gave it my all
Now I'm at the top and there's nowhere to go but down
Now I'm at the top and I just want to drown
There lived a little girl and she cried all day
Her brothers called her stupid
And her parents told her stay
And so the little girl wiped her tears away
Each side has more cons than pros
She hides the cuts, in fear it shows
Fighting her demons afraid and alone
Hating herself blood, skin and bone
If she had a gun
The deed would be done
If she had a rope
She'd loose more than her hope
She expresses the tears she cannot cry
As a mess of scars on her thigh
She expresses the things she cannot do
By writing things she hope would come true
Her parents divorced
Her brothers abandon
Her house crumbling
And still she plays the reliable daughter
She cannot share these secrets untold
If she opens her mouth chaos would unfold
Pick the wrong one to confide in
Make a irreversible sin
Cuz another and another would tell each other
Till I'm drowning in pity, my secrets all discover
I want a real friend
I want a real end
I don't want to pretend
I don't want to be condemned
But I'm a prisoner to this life I don't want anymore
Prisoner to a life maybe I never wanted
How would it feel to not be perfect and have that be okay?
How does it feel to be able to mess up?
Stars are the most beautiful when they fall
I made a mistake and gave it my all
Now I'm at the top and there's nowhere to go but down
Now I'm at the top and I just want to drown
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