It started out with one,
Which soon lead to more.
A war has just begun.
With a heart so worn,
She could care less,
About the cuts
That leave a mess.
It's pain she trusts,
Cause it's always there,
It's always near.
Which soon lead to more.
A war has just begun.
With a heart so worn,
She could care less,
About the cuts
That leave a mess.
It's pain she trusts,
Cause it's always there,
It's always near.
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