Purple Blue Heart
She could be you
She could be me
She's every girl
That ever lived
She's got no age
No face no name
She's society's
Cursed heritage
Lost in an errand for herself
It's not her fault the world's so sad
So she's building up a shell
Too frightened of the bustling crowds
She'd like to die just for a sec
Escape the noise that's in her mind
But she'll always catch her breath
She's not ready to go just now
And she learned from a young age
To be careful around guys
They might look just like angels
They weren't sent from paradise
She's just another soul
Stuck in this fucking hell
She's far from being alone
Every one in three can tell
She's a bruised soul bruised soul
Purple blue heart behind her smile
And she's haunted haunted
Seeing their face every damn night
But she's a fighter fighter
Sword in hand don't mess around
She's still a pure soul pure soul
Purple blue heart forever shines
Passing through this world like a ghost
Trying to hold to what she can
But it all dissolves to smoke
Right out of her hands
Nothing really seems real
Is it all just a dream
But she's tried to awake
She's still stuck in this place
So when she pictures the future
She can barely see herself
It's all just a blur in which
She doesn't make sense
The world's fucked anyways
So what's the point of projecting
In this made-up masquerade
There's no point in pretending
She's a bruised soul bruised soul
Purple blue heart behind her smile
And she's haunted haunted
Seeing their face every damn night
But she's a fighter fighter
Sword in hand don't mess around
She's still a pure soul pure soul
Purple blue heart forever shines
Living a day at the time
She made her peace with her mind
She walks with her head high
Even if it's in the clouds
But every night of anguish
Is engraved on her skin
Like so many battle scars
She saw way too many wars
She could be me
She's every girl
That ever lived
She's got no age
No face no name
She's society's
Cursed heritage
Lost in an errand for herself
It's not her fault the world's so sad
So she's building up a shell
Too frightened of the bustling crowds
She'd like to die just for a sec
Escape the noise that's in her mind
But she'll always catch her breath
She's not ready to go just now
And she learned from a young age
To be careful around guys
They might look just like angels
They weren't sent from paradise
She's just another soul
Stuck in this fucking hell
She's far from being alone
Every one in three can tell
She's a bruised soul bruised soul
Purple blue heart behind her smile
And she's haunted haunted
Seeing their face every damn night
But she's a fighter fighter
Sword in hand don't mess around
She's still a pure soul pure soul
Purple blue heart forever shines
Passing through this world like a ghost
Trying to hold to what she can
But it all dissolves to smoke
Right out of her hands
Nothing really seems real
Is it all just a dream
But she's tried to awake
She's still stuck in this place
So when she pictures the future
She can barely see herself
It's all just a blur in which
She doesn't make sense
The world's fucked anyways
So what's the point of projecting
In this made-up masquerade
There's no point in pretending
She's a bruised soul bruised soul
Purple blue heart behind her smile
And she's haunted haunted
Seeing their face every damn night
But she's a fighter fighter
Sword in hand don't mess around
She's still a pure soul pure soul
Purple blue heart forever shines
Living a day at the time
She made her peace with her mind
She walks with her head high
Even if it's in the clouds
But every night of anguish
Is engraved on her skin
Like so many battle scars
She saw way too many wars
Credits
Writer(s): Emile Bergmann, Romain Waeber, Vincent Meier
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