Beaten and broken I'm running scared searching for my salvation. Will I ever get away. Born this way. Must of been bad whatever I did, I haven't been happy a day.
I'm tired of fightin a war that's not mine, penetrated with shrapnel and pain. What did I do to make your life so hard I want to run far away
Stuck here with nothin but heartache and fear. No love has made me cold. I long for a love that will take me away.
Make my own luck and save myself you created life with no soul.
No comments:
Post a Comment