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When your screams are silent
And no one else can hear you
You bestow upon yourself
Trying to find yourself
You look for something
Too keep you from leaving.
And whenever you can't find,
You find your soul searching
Looking for the reasons,
For you to still be here
You try to find something to live for
Without hiding in fear.
A heart that is so lost
Gets torn through life
A twisted soul gets ripped apart
Fighting for the knife.
A heart of gold
Gets turned so dark
They look for something new
Well what does life truely mean?
What am I supposed to do?
I try to find something worth living for
In this life that is so cruel
I look up at the stars
To try and find some hope
I look through my bedroom wnidow,
Binding the rope.
Allow all the pain to bring
The darkness into my life
I try to hide everything away
And allow me the knife.
And no one else can hear you
You bestow upon yourself
Trying to find yourself
You look for something
Too keep you from leaving.
And whenever you can't find,
You find your soul searching
Looking for the reasons,
For you to still be here
You try to find something to live for
Without hiding in fear.
A heart that is so lost
Gets torn through life
A twisted soul gets ripped apart
Fighting for the knife.
A heart of gold
Gets turned so dark
They look for something new
Well what does life truely mean?
What am I supposed to do?
I try to find something worth living for
In this life that is so cruel
I look up at the stars
To try and find some hope
I look through my bedroom wnidow,
Binding the rope.
Allow all the pain to bring
The darkness into my life
I try to hide everything away
And allow me the knife.
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