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Threatening us with guns
They think I'm a freak
I'm chained against a stone wall
Never will I speak
They raise the whip,
So I squeeze my eyes shut, tight.
Now I hear it rip.
Feeling the first sting
The skin splits wide open,
Leaving a red ring
I must not tell.
The pain is unbearable
I must never tell.
They whip me, no mercy
I start to lose consiousness
They'll never get me
I USED to miss you.I used to miss you.
I remember you and I,
Laughing like there was no time.
My a dream turned into a nightmare.
When I realized.. You. Didn't. Care.
Did you see through my smile?
Breaking up was worthwhile.
Now that we are nothing more,
The gash in my heart is all stitched up.
I've found someone I adore,
So don't come running for me, Buttercup.
Never look for me again,
Unless you want a door in your face.
Try and catch me if you can,
You'll just end up with a neck brace.
Like I said...
I USED to miss you.
I believe in one thing. If youI believe in one thing. If you want to be happy, you'll be happy. Make the best of the worst,and your head high when it hurts.
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