The eyes around me are so cruel
With every chance, they steal my soul
So walk with me, talk with me
Hold my hand, I'm stumbling in consequence
It buries me alive
Can you fix what's made to be broken?
I can fix what's made to be
My heart is tattooed on my sleeve
I'm not hiding, no
With every chance, they steal my soul
So walk with me, talk with me
Hold my hand, I'm stumbling in consequence
It buries me alive
Can you fix what's made to be broken?
I can fix what's made to be
My heart is tattooed on my sleeve
I'm not hiding, no
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