Hit by hit
Hair by hair
The bruises come
And here they stay.
Nothing changed the hurt,
Not even the "I'm sorry's",
Count down the minutes
Till they come for me.
Hit by hit
Hair by hair
The bruises come
And here they stay.
Nothing changed the hurt,
Not even the "I'm sorry's",
Count down the minutes
Till they come for me.
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One day will pass
When you'll free me
Leave me for dead
Just to be free.
To make me get hurt
And there I will be
Pain and sorrow
Covering me like mud
6 feet under.
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