Some days I find myself trying to be happy by...
I sit there and laugh...
I wake up every morning in this strange place I'm...
All my clothes are here, my makeup, my hairspray...
Feelings change like hours in a day,
A misplaced child slowly tearing away...
She has this emptiness inside her, and longs to...
She'll do anything it takes to feel loved...
Alone as I plead,
Yearning for help...
I have this love, and yo I just don't know,
If I'm quite getting my point across to you yet...
Why do I still feel this way?
There's a devil inside my brain...
No, don't be worried.
I'm the strong one...
Alone as I plead,
Yearning for help...
She has this emptiness inside her, and longs to...
She'll do anything it takes to feel loved...
The Irony of sorrow when infused with deceit, |