Another light
I’m sick and tired of being used
I can’t go on with all the abuse
I’m not some toy for your amuse
You tell me I will never be enough
I start to feel like giving up
But as my walls start closing in
And I feel that life’s a sin
I remind myself that I have to fight
Because no one is worth loosing another light
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