These Wounds That You Made
Why do I love?Why do I feel?
I need to be numb
I need to heal
But these wounds that you made
In my flesh
In my heart
They are too deep
They are too fresh
My medice won't help
The mophine has run dry
I've been numb for too long
That I can't heal this time
You got me to love
You got me to trust
You got me to think and feel
But these wounds that you made
On my mind
On my soul
They are too deep
Too fresh
For me to heal
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