Pain
Lash after lash, on my exposed back.
Giving me no rest. Clasping my own neck.
Self-taught abuse. Re-opening my wounds.
With time comes no relief.
Consuming me, with apathy.
I cannot speak.
I'm hurting.
Acknowledge my pain.
It cursed me.
Tell me of another way.
To be a product of where love ends and hate begins,
Is to know that you are shackled to the ground.
To shed light on the circumstances,
Was never enough to free my mind.
Fuck
Giving me no rest. Clasping my own neck.
Self-taught abuse. Re-opening my wounds.
With time comes no relief.
Consuming me, with apathy.
I cannot speak.
I'm hurting.
Acknowledge my pain.
It cursed me.
Tell me of another way.
To be a product of where love ends and hate begins,
Is to know that you are shackled to the ground.
To shed light on the circumstances,
Was never enough to free my mind.
Fuck
Credits
Writer(s): Evan Price, Michael Thomas, Murice White
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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