I’m screaming but my lips are sown
My thoughts are racing in monotone
I’m way too tired to feel
But I still want something real
That I can hold and touch
A type of loving crutch
Something that will be enough
To fill the gaping hole opening in my heart
To revive my broken soul so I wouldn’t fall apart
And the one and only thing I know
Is that I want you and nothing more
My thoughts are racing in monotone
I’m way too tired to feel
But I still want something real
That I can hold and touch
A type of loving crutch
Something that will be enough
To fill the gaping hole opening in my heart
To revive my broken soul so I wouldn’t fall apart
And the one and only thing I know
Is that I want you and nothing more

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