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Poison Soul


This poisoned soul is taking hold.                                                                                                                     I'm trying to free myself from your control.                                                                                                         I'm trying to leave but I just can't let go.                                                                                                             It's so hard to free your heart from your poisoned soul.                                                                                   It so hard to free you heart from your poisoned soul. 

There's too much pain in my brain                                                                                                                       It feels like I'm swimming in a pool full of tears in the hole in my heart where my heart used to be.         It feels like the only friend I have right now is the bottle of Hennessy,                                                       So I Would surely love some company.                                                                                                                And I dont know know what's freakin' wrong with me                                                                                        I'm too busy trying to get over the good times we had between you and me, u see.                                   What thou'st love has done baby.                                                                                                                          Because, like a seed I planted our love in field full of nouriment.                                                                   And every time I try to pick my self up off the ground                                                                                         Its has me wondering if my body is made out of mercury.                                                                                Making me believe that I'm crazy in my head.                                                                                                    But, unwillingly I followed the path taht you lead.                                                                                              Now I live a life full of pain and regret, like a poison in your soul you can't let go.                                      The love that we had is taking a hold.                                                                                                           And foolish me I misunderstood out lust for love, so I went to the flow.                                                          Regrets are the only thoughts I can gasp on to.                                                                                                 Clinging on to memories that poison me as a whole.

 

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