Evil
One day you'll learn, sometimes you've got to be hard.
and don't cry in front of me because I can't stand it at all.
You want to be straight? I use to be free. I use to love the world.
I use to hold my own until they blinded me.
Like an animal in a box, they covered my holes.
and I squirmed until I couldn't breathe at all.
Got to love the lack of oxygen! They killed my soul...
and I become like you, so fuck you all!
You will be like me in the end!
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause ain't nothing left but the scars, where my angel stood.
(My innocence is gone. My innocence is gone.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause that little boy, got raised up in the rain like no one should.
Sometimes you got to be hard. Sometimes you got to act strange.
I got so sick and tired of people telling me,
"Things are beautiful because they don't last long!"
"That in the end, I'll eventually fall."
and they'll laugh at you, put their fingers at you...
Kick you down because you can't get up all!
An animal in a box, they covered my holes.
and I squirmed until I couldn't breathe at all.
Got to love the lack of oxygen! They killed my soul...
and I become like you, so fuck you all!
You will be like me in the end!
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause ain't nothing left but the scars, where my angel stood.
(My innocence is gone. My innocence is gone.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause that little boy, got raised up in the rain like no one should.
(Got raised up in the rain, like no one ever understood.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause ain't nothing left but the scars, where my angel stood.
(My innocence is gone. My innocence is gone.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause that little boy, got raised up in the rain like no one should.
(Got raised up in the rain!)
Nothing left...
and don't cry in front of me because I can't stand it at all.
You want to be straight? I use to be free. I use to love the world.
I use to hold my own until they blinded me.
Like an animal in a box, they covered my holes.
and I squirmed until I couldn't breathe at all.
Got to love the lack of oxygen! They killed my soul...
and I become like you, so fuck you all!
You will be like me in the end!
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause ain't nothing left but the scars, where my angel stood.
(My innocence is gone. My innocence is gone.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause that little boy, got raised up in the rain like no one should.
Sometimes you got to be hard. Sometimes you got to act strange.
I got so sick and tired of people telling me,
"Things are beautiful because they don't last long!"
"That in the end, I'll eventually fall."
and they'll laugh at you, put their fingers at you...
Kick you down because you can't get up all!
An animal in a box, they covered my holes.
and I squirmed until I couldn't breathe at all.
Got to love the lack of oxygen! They killed my soul...
and I become like you, so fuck you all!
You will be like me in the end!
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause ain't nothing left but the scars, where my angel stood.
(My innocence is gone. My innocence is gone.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause that little boy, got raised up in the rain like no one should.
(Got raised up in the rain, like no one ever understood.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause ain't nothing left but the scars, where my angel stood.
(My innocence is gone. My innocence is gone.)
If I could bring her back, I would...
Cause that little boy, got raised up in the rain like no one should.
(Got raised up in the rain!)
Nothing left...
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Writer(s): Joshua Fenn
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