im just a girl, who likes to write. |
Will her soul still perform;
after everyone has left and gone...
Anguish cripples me
As I wither inside...
A puppet on strings
A girl without wings...
Will her soul still perform;
after everyone has left and gone...
Stuck with the pain
While dancing in the rain...
Every night Im haunted
Thoughts crowd my mind...
Sacrifices we make tear away at out skin, leaving nothing but bones rattling in the wind. |
The silence kills him |
Im a puppet on strings |