when will this world need a hero to save?
save us form our tears and our graves
to save us when were down...
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i hate how much i takes just to love you
all the fake smiles and lies you tell and do
and how much i have to care what you feel
and to preten that my own pain isn't real
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you want to cry
but you ran out of tears
you want to scream
but you ran out of fears
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burn the worms that crawl in my heart
kill that feelings that tear me apart
drown that pain that holds me down
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i see the storm in the sky, i dont see your face
i see the rain they are my tears
i see the clouds they are my pain
all is here but not your face
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you are the voice that sonds so sweet to my ears
you ate the smile that drys up my tears
you are the kiss that rains over my heart
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the tonge in my mouth
cuts its self out
the eyes on my face
blined itself fo it wouldn't see this place
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you write sucide notes page to page
you write down what you want to do to other to release your rage
your wanting so much just to die
but yet your still alive
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did you find yourself in the same place?
your smile's cant hind your crying face
did you find the storm inside?
the clouds that rained down the pain
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through out the dead of the night
she lays awake, staring into the darkness out side
looking at what the sun left behine
all for the moon to shine
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