Besedila: Devotchkas. Other. My Scars.

Each day I dig my own grave
In hopes my sanity will be saved
After everyone and everything has let me down
I sink into the sorrow that holds me a slave

In a crowded room screaming
Just help me please
They turn a deaf ear as I fall to my knees

Just help me, please

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These are years of anger and frustration
Ive become a victim of my own vindication
With lack of trust, I left my brain away from me outside
I go in my thoughts, that is where i hide
Though they'll forget what they have done throughout these horrid years
I count the number of days,
I will not forget my tears

Everyday I bite my tongue
So my wasted words don't hurt no one
After everything I've loved has been taken from me
The lonely mess pulls me into oblivion

In a crowded room screaming
Just help me please
They turn a deaf ear as I fall to my knees

Just help me, please

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A lie is left of memories of my unhappy past
I try to not to hold on to them, but they keep fading fast
Damn these scars you've given me
They will forever last

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