I don't need nothing back
I'm here, I always am
I hear your fears, feel your pain
I'm nothing close to friends one gains
Oh, I can help, just give me bleeding hearts
And I will make them suffer less
And I will put each in its jar
To seal them, make them study fearlessness
And I will walk out in pure silence
When you wont feel a single thing
And as you wake up there's no memory of me,
Or any sign, or pain, or agony, or anything
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