My vision has become so Blurry
Coz I feel Broken inside
I’m one of those Heathens from the suicide squad
Who always ends up doing something Wrong
Even though I’m ready to offer the blood of My Sacrifice
The Pain I suffer in going through this all
When my right side of brain bleeds The Red
The left arm & hand become so Numb, I feel so sick
I still don’t know What I’ve Done
But I know somebody has stolen my heart just like that Car Radio
I just wish My Immortal will leave me alone one day
I’m doing everything to Bring Me To Life
To relive the Sweet Child O’ Mine
Coz it’s Never Too Late
To feel Alive once again
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Its never too late. True that is.
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Sing the blues. 💙🎶 good references, I’d like to use them as well if I may?
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Thank you. Of course, you may. This is my sad/angry rock playlist…where I could feel each & every single song at a greater depth…like never before.
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