Worn Out in NeedTheFear

  • March 28, 2014, 8:40 p.m.
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Your words have slipped through the cracks

The cracks in the memory that I have placed over your name

No more talks about your thoughts

You haven't taken the time to read my game

This isn't always about you

It's about what is standing in front of your eyes

I love what you do

But I have seen enough...and I am through

No more talks and fake lies

No more leading the blind

No more chains at your front door

And no more killing my beautiful mind

I am tired and worn out with my heart

I have been ridden hard

And left to bleed out

Show me your love

Or your love will be in doubt

No more feelings if you aren't feeling

'Cause you're very chilling

You need to rise up

Stand up to yourself and take control of your soul

Cause right now the two dark holes to your soul....

Are just two dark holes with no soul


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