I'll Die As I Lived

It's not poetic I'm just in pain
And pen to paper for a little while stops the hurricane
But I can't escape from me, the eye of the storm
My body is weathered, bruised and torn

My aching ribs can no longer protect my heart from the immeasurable pain
Ultimately I'll die as I lived terrified and trapped in a cage

It's not poetic I'm just in pain
And pen to paper for a little while stops the hurricane
But I can't escape from me, the eye of the storm
My body is weathered, bruised and torn
Bruised and torn

My aching ribs can no longer protect my heart from the immeasurable pain
And ultimately I'll die as I lived terrified and trapped in a cage
And ultimately I'll die as I lived terrified and trapped in a cage
And ultimately I'll die as I lived terrified and trapped in a cage



Credits
Writer(s): Michaela Woods
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