Love
I just want to be loved
I'm tired of aching I'm tired of pain
I'm tired of these little boys playing games
I want to be held and never let go
The scars on my body tell stories
That im not quite ready to tell
I fell down 7 times but got up 8
Each scar represents a struggle, the pain
Each one beautiful in there own certain way
I'm tired of aching I'm tired of pain
I'm tired of these little boys playing games
I want to be held and never let go
The scars on my body tell stories
That im not quite ready to tell
I fell down 7 times but got up 8
Each scar represents a struggle, the pain
Each one beautiful in there own certain way
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