Hold on
And hold on
Hold on to your feelings
Crash and burn you emotionless child tell me your name
Fight the fear, spill your game
Youre lost. I can tell
I know where you are
But youre so gone
Its impossible to see where u began
Twist the knives in your back and bring them out
Use them against your will
Fight off the demons
In the end
Youre alone
You and all those knives
Its dark
This place youre at
And you wouldnt be there if you had just opened up
But u let people walk on u
And all you will ever be is a twisted story no one ever saw the beginning to and never felt the end
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