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Suffer (Till it don't hurt no more) Rah Thought Collection
Suffer...
Suffer
D]
O
W
N
till the ache inside
settles into...
the soft earth of you..
where the mangled memories are sown
as they settle in... take root and grow
I know you feel it...
that familiar pain...
it's almost soothing
as it drives you insane...
We Suffer...sometimes
because that ....is all we know
somehow...we get used to...
letting our inner souls...get sore
and I should know...
cause Im the...Ring Leader
to the gang of demons...
that like torturing my soul
letting memories rip me to shreds
then again...make me whole...
As my innocence...runs out the door
I wanna Suffer...
till it dont hurt no more...
We get used to the rough edges...
as I run my tongue...
over each sharp rung...in my mind
I like the way it feels...
when my emotions get peeled...
sad...but true...
Cause it's what...
I've grown accustomed to
And My heart...
keeps unravelling
till I am a heap of
string on the floor
I wanna Suffer...
Suffer
D
O
W
N
Till it don't hurt...no more.
Cause I...am strong when Im quiet..
as I revel in my scars...
sometimes they are the only way
I know reality and fantasy apart
Cause I...
can feel
everything...
each memory..
washin over me...
trying to fade me...
Yet my Suffering is what
has made me...
plyable...and soft
from the inside...
I am strong...
and from my pain ...
I wont hide
As my innocence runs out
the door
I wanna Suffer...
Till it dont hurt
no more
Suffer
D]
O
W
N
till the ache inside
settles into...
the soft earth of you..
where the mangled memories are sown
as they settle in... take root and grow
I know you feel it...
that familiar pain...
it's almost soothing
as it drives you insane...
We Suffer...sometimes
because that ....is all we know
somehow...we get used to...
letting our inner souls...get sore
and I should know...
cause Im the...Ring Leader
to the gang of demons...
that like torturing my soul
letting memories rip me to shreds
then again...make me whole...
As my innocence...runs out the door
I wanna Suffer...
till it dont hurt no more...
We get used to the rough edges...
as I run my tongue...
over each sharp rung...in my mind
I like the way it feels...
when my emotions get peeled...
sad...but true...
Cause it's what...
I've grown accustomed to
And My heart...
keeps unravelling
till I am a heap of
string on the floor
I wanna Suffer...
Suffer
D
O
W
N
Till it don't hurt...no more.
Cause I...am strong when Im quiet..
as I revel in my scars...
sometimes they are the only way
I know reality and fantasy apart
Cause I...
can feel
everything...
each memory..
washin over me...
trying to fade me...
Yet my Suffering is what
has made me...
plyable...and soft
from the inside...
I am strong...
and from my pain ...
I wont hide
As my innocence runs out
the door
I wanna Suffer...
Till it dont hurt
no more
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