Goodbye
I feel abandoned, like a broken home
Verbally abusive, haunting tone
Money is the only road to happiness,
What can I say, because of you,
I am a mess
To others, I shall not break
Piece me together, and I’ll stay made
Forever and ever leave me to cry
Smile through the tears, I cannot deny
Pull my strings and make me your puppet
Blow the whistle and make me your trumpet
I’m used to being used
It’s not your hobby,
it’s just a muse
Trying to stand on my two feet
Fate has yet to meet
Let me die I say
Burning under the moonlight,
to you it’s day
I sit here alone, crying out loud.
In silence, my deepest secrets are out.
No one believes me
No one to care
Truth be told,
You’re my worst nightmare
Now give me some peace, I beg of you
Stay the same, stay true.
Provide for someone who matters
Don’t be the reason why another one shatters
I’m saying goodbye forever with love
Believe me, I know its tough
I’ll learn to live without a soul
Tortured body, painted with coal
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