HURT
HURT WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
LIFE NEVER GIVES PEACE
i aLWAyS hURT
NEvER cONTENT JUsT pERRils
lOST IN a SwARM OF fALSE tENSE, LIES, aND dECIT
wHY iS lIFE hURTFUL
oNE wORD FROm A fOE CAn cHANGE CAn CHAnGE OuR lIVES
wHy DO pEOPLE tAKE OtHERS WORDS buT cANt sEE bOTH SIDES
ThOSE PEOPLE aRE PITyfUL AnD cAUSE hURT aND tHEY WIPe IT aWAY LIKE iTS NOOOOOOO big DeAL
sTRUGGLES SEEm tO bE All THaT aRE IN mY PATH
WHERE'S OuR Savior (YEAH FUCKIN RIGHT)
PeacE Is wHat WE nEED
But HaD MiNE But LOst thE MOJO or DrIVE
This PLace has BroUGHT me Under A SweLL
No WAy to Find Air
ThanKS woRLD thUOGHT u wEre By MY SIde
HopE icaN SURVIve beFORE i DRown
Or MaYBe ITS a GatEwAY AWay
sO coNFused WITH EVERYTHING! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
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