Personal Fool
Down to earth, here
Peacefully
My eyes can not see what makes me sick
I carry on and raise my head
There is a sea of empty things inside of me
Your body is not the same
I can feel your ugly doubt
Every night I think of you
All day long I try to find you
And I thought I was enough
But I always missed a part
You wanted me to be your slave
When I was out of your game
Look at me. What do you see?
I am a body that will die at your ordinary feet
And you will not cry or feel
I gave the best that was in me
You've been enjoying me like a doll
Now I'm stuck and tied to you
I live as your personal fool
I will love you every second
Every scream will come to life
Look at me
Pray for me
Don't waste my time
Peacefully
My eyes do not see what makes me sick
I carry on and raise my head
There is a sea of empty things inside of me
Your body is not the same
I can feel your ugly doubt
Every night I think of you
All day long I try to find you
And I thought I was enough
But I always missed a part
You wanted me to be your slave
When I was out of the game
When I was out of the game
When I was out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the game
When i was out of the game
When i was out of the game
When i was out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the game, game, game, game.
Inside of me
Inside of me
Peacefully
My eyes can not see what makes me sick
I carry on and raise my head
There is a sea of empty things inside of me
Your body is not the same
I can feel your ugly doubt
Every night I think of you
All day long I try to find you
And I thought I was enough
But I always missed a part
You wanted me to be your slave
When I was out of your game
Look at me. What do you see?
I am a body that will die at your ordinary feet
And you will not cry or feel
I gave the best that was in me
You've been enjoying me like a doll
Now I'm stuck and tied to you
I live as your personal fool
I will love you every second
Every scream will come to life
Look at me
Pray for me
Don't waste my time
Peacefully
My eyes do not see what makes me sick
I carry on and raise my head
There is a sea of empty things inside of me
Your body is not the same
I can feel your ugly doubt
Every night I think of you
All day long I try to find you
And I thought I was enough
But I always missed a part
You wanted me to be your slave
When I was out of the game
When I was out of the game
When I was out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the game
When i was out of the game
When i was out of the game
When i was out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the
Out of the game, game, game, game.
Inside of me
Inside of me
Credits
Writer(s): Emanuel Santos
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