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Your way
I really don't know what to say I guess this is your way of getting your way.
I guess we just had started to fade, and now it's the dawn of a new day.
Here's to those who can't fight back, though they were raised by wolves in a pack.
Here's to those who chose to be a loser, they'd rather be themselves than be an abuser.
Here's to those who slit their wrists, just to show everyone that they in fact exist.
Here's to those who are insane, but still know better than to love in vain.
Here's to those who don't Betray, who don't turn on you because of the things you say.
Here's to those who don't get their way, but manipulating you and twisting what you say.
I wish I was cold as stone, like you. I wouldn't feel a thing no matter what you do. I wouldn't
want to help you out, I wouldn't want to scream and shout and I wouldn't want to change my ways, even though I know you don't think about the things you say. I really don't know what to think about you, you've given me every possible reason to despise you, but still I smile and say "stay strong" because I believed in you more than I believed in me all along. The bruises on my face make me feel like a disgrace. I just wanna go someplace where I can forget all the headaches, all the things I misplaced, and all the mistakes I wish I could erase. I'm tired of feeling like I can be replaced, like in reality I'm just a big mistake. Here's to those who feel worthless, even though their close to perfect. Here's to those who feel unwanted, who always feel like their being haunted. Here's to those who can't stand being alone, and strive to be skin and bones. Here's to those who can't speak up, because everyone says they've had enough. I really don't know what to say I guess this is your way of getting your way.
I guess we just had started to fade, and now it's the dawn of a new day.
Here's to those who can't fight back, though they were raised by wolves in a pack.
Here's to those who chose to be a loser, they'd rather be themselves than be an abuser.
Here's to those who slit their wrists, just to show everyone that they in fact exist.
Here's to those who are insane, but still know better than to love in vain.
Here's to those who don't Betray, who don't turn on you because of the things you say.
Here's to those who don't get their way, but manipulating you and twisting what you say.
I wish I was cold as stone, like you. I wouldn't feel a thing no matter what you do. I wouldn't
want to help you out, I wouldn't want to scream and shout and I wouldn't want to change my ways, even though I know you don't think about the things you say. I really don't know what to think about you, you've given me every possible reason to despise you, but still I smile and say "stay strong" because I believed in you more than I believed in me all along. The bruises on my face make me feel like a disgrace. I just wanna go someplace where I can forget all the headaches, all the things I misplaced, and all the mistakes I wish I could erase. I'm tired of feeling like I can be replaced, like in reality I'm just a big mistake. Here's to those who feel worthless, even though their close to perfect. Here's to those who feel unwanted, who always feel like their being haunted. Here's to those who can't stand being alone, and strive to be skin and bones. Here's to those who can't speak up, because everyone says they've had enough. I really don't know what to say I guess this is your way of getting your way.
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