Another day she sets foot in this prison
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Dreading what they'll say
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So much to give but no one ever listens
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She dreams of running away
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Crippled by the way they make her feel
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She takes a look at her wrists and turns to the blade
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It's not a cry for attention
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If she just wants to feel anything other than the pain
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Everyone deserves to be loved
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But they make her hate everything she was sure of
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Every day feels like her against the world
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Now she's afraid she'll never be enough
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No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone
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The memories, they haunt her
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No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes
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She feels they'll never want her
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She dreams of a day
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When she won't have to cry herself to sleep
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Staring at the scars on her wrists
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She knows this is not who she wants to be
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Another night all alone with her thoughts
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Dwelling on the questions that race through her head
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Scared to sleep, scared to wake up and face
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The day when she can't forget the things that they said
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No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone
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The memories, they haunt her
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No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes
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She feels they'll never want her
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All she wants is someone to notice
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So sick of feeling invisible
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All she needs is someone to care
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If only they could see that she's incredible
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She dreams of a day
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When she won't have to cry herself to sleep
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Is our generation too blind to see true beauty lies beneath the skin?
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So ignorant!
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Are they too cold, too numb
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To see the lifelong effects of the pain they inflict?
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Is our generation too blind to see true beauty lies beneath the skin?
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No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone
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No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes
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No one knows all the weight that she holds when she feels alone
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The memories, they haunt her
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No one sees all the pain she brings everywhere she goes
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She feels they'll never want her
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All she wants is someone to notice
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So sick of feeling invisible
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All she needs is someone to care
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If only they could see that she's incredible
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She dreams of a day
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When she won't have to cry herself to sleep
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Staring at the scars on her wrists
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She knows this is not who she wants to be
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Beneath The Skin
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Memphis May Fire |