Make me whole again,
Piece my soul back together
Tear the blade out from my side
Take out what kills the soul.
Make the tears run dry
The tears fall
Make the blood run hot
The tears fall
Make the pain subside
The tears fall
And make the soul whole
The touch of flesh
I can still taste it now
His eyes on me,
His heart loveing me.
Why was it so hard to stay, and yet harder still to go?
Why couldn’t I run from him and all his abuse?
Make the tears run dry
The tears fall
Make the blood run hot
The tears fall
Make the pain subside
The tears fall
And make the soul whole
The flesh was red with blood
And the tears fell down hard
Hes gone now
Along with the pieces of me he took
MY SOUL WILL NEVER BE WHOLE
Make the tears run dry
The tears fall
Make the blood run hot
The tears fall
Make the pain subside
The tears fall
And make the soul whole
MY SOUL WILL NEVER BE WHOLE…
FUCK THIS WORLD
MY SOUL WILL NEVER BE WHOLE….
FUCK ALL OF YOU
MY SOUL WILL NEVER BE WHOLE…
FUCK YOUR GOD
MY SOUL WILL NEVER BE WHOLE…
The tears do fall, and the blood runs dry..
Copyright 2003 Jilley_
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