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Broken Glass
  im not exactly what I seem
  Perfect curled hair and a life of regrets
  Blue eyes pouring tears like streams
  Do you really mean all those things?
  Would you do them again if you knew this is the way it would be?
  Would you cut out those words;
  Cut out the suffering?
  Or would you carve yourself out of your skin and hide in invisibility?
  F*** your tradgedy I don’t need you around me
  Tearing me down like I don’t mean a damn thing
  Push me again, break my bones with everything you did
  Hear me scream as my blood runs red
  I could kill myself with all this sorrow and broken glass
  But instead I’ll write this song and go to bed once again
  All you see is a smile that’s a painted on lie
  Lonely in cold in the empty dead of the night
  They don’t know I scream
  Inflict pain just so I can feel a single thing
  Did you know it would break me, watching you leave?
  Empty foot prints in the wake of a memory
  F*** your tradgedy I don’t need you around me
  Tearing me down like I don’t mean a damn thing
  Push me again, break my bones with everything you did
  Hear me scream as my blood runs red
  I could kill myself with all this sorrow and broken glass
  But instead I’ll write this song and go to bed once again
  Beaten down
  Blood shot eyes and empty crowns full of lies
  Act like a king on the pedestal that will fall when you die
  Think twice before you play with my emotions
  Revenge is a b****, and heaven sent me for its infliction
  Double check you position
  F*** your tradgedy I don’t need you around me
  Tearing me down like I don’t mean a damn thing
  Push me again, break my bones with everything you did
  Hear me scream as my blood runs red
  I could kill myself with all this sorrow and broken glass
  But instead I’ll write this song and go to bed once again
   

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