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What are you listening to right now?
Thread starterFrancois
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Like sticks and stones your words hurt me
You took a piss on my pretty things
I'm helpless and hopeless, so let me die
Like sticks and stones your words hurt me
You took a piss on my pretty things
I'm helpless and hopeless, so let me die
I'm tired of, being nothing
But you've helped me to succeed
I'm tired of being beaten down
This life has cost me everything
I'm tired
Of being destroyed by the people I cared for and loved
I'm sick
Of the hatred in me that runs through my body like blood
I was a child that was used as a weapon
I'm tired of being the demon, the reason
That blood doesn't wash out it stains
Like sticks and stones your words hurt me
You took a piss on my pretty things
I'm helpless and hopeless, so let me die
I'm tired of
All the pain you've sown
I grew from those seeds
Someone turn the light on
Turn off the darkness that surrounds me
I'm tired
And I'm not afraid of you but I'm so afraid of myself
I'm sick
Being locked in a breakdown inside of my head that's my hell
I was a child that was used as a weapon
I'm tired of being your demon, the reason
That blood doesn't wash out it stains
Like sticks and stones your words hurt me
You took a piss on my pretty things
I'm helpless and hopeless, so let me die
Tired of my wounds and stitches
I'm tired or my scars
Tired of my wounds and stitches
I'm tired or my scars
Tired of my wounds and stitches
I'm tired or my scars
Like sticks and stones your words hurt me
You took a piss on my pretty things
I'm helpless and hopeless, so let me die
Like sticks and stones your words hurt me
You took a piss on my pretty things
I'm helpless and hopeless, so let me die
(Tired of my wounds and stitches
I'm tired or my scars)
Like sticks and stones your words hurt me
You took a piss on my pretty things
I'm helpless and hopeless, so let me die
So let me die!
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