''
Four years old with my back to the door,
All I could hear was the family war.
Your selfish hands always expecting more.
Am I your child or just a charity award?
All I could hear was the family war.
Your selfish hands always expecting more.
Am I your child or just a charity award?
...
You have a hollowed out heart,
But it's heavy in your chest.
I try so hard to fight it,
But it's hopeless, hopeless.
You're hopeless.
But it's heavy in your chest.
I try so hard to fight it,
But it's hopeless, hopeless.
You're hopeless.
...
And you can't take back what we never had.
I can be manipulated only so many times.
Before even "I love you" starts to sound like a lie.
I can be manipulated only so many times.
Before even "I love you" starts to sound like a lie.
...
So young when the pain had begun,
Now forever afraid of being loved.
Now forever afraid of being loved.
...
''
beautiful!
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