i don't want to feel anymore. this is the one we've been waiting for. i'm done offering my life to you. this fake smiles' time is up. why is it that
what we read and hear. should nothing be said? shall we compromise? no. our freedom, our rights, your mind. tear down the walls. what can break must be
you can't imagine how much this fucking hurts. how torn apart my mind has become. i need to spare myself, from these endless tears. i no longer want
so i shut my self down again, and wipe away my surroundings. while the pain in my heart reminds me of time spent and forgotten. alone but capable to
to fight this. our broken families, it's time to fight this. your billboard barbie, it's time to fight this. let the dead be dead, all hail the dead.
this is what i do, me here in front of you. this is my life, this is my everything. it's in my heart, help me keep it dear, and i wil fight to keep my
i remember those days, when we were screaming for change. when it was more than just fashion and fame. our goals all seemed one and the same, and we
let's not sugar coat this, it's not that sweet, my mind restrains my lips from speaking those words no one wants to hear, those words someone has to
here i am a poster board pinup for you to hate, someone who once cared now nothing is holding me back. i am no more an image of what you thought i should
we're stuck together, and our hatred grows stronger for each other. and it tears me apart knowing you're fucked in the head, and everything is all for
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chase life, don't let monotony burn another day. don't let it be regret that falls on your lap. it pains me to think of all the time spent looking for
more can i feel, before it ruins me? this will not control me that is what i fight for. when will it be my turn? when will all i fight for take its toll
fight this. our broken families, it's time to fight this. your billboard barbie, it's time to fight this. let the dead be dead, all hail the dead.
: here i am a poster board pinup for you to hate, someone who once cared now nothing is holding me back. i am no more an image of what you thought i
: let's not sugar coat this, it's not that sweet, my mind restrains my lips from speaking those words no one wants to hear, those words someone has to