by: France
Your smile makes me cringe that I can’t sleep
Your eye makes me insane that I cut myself so deep
Why do we live?
Why do we give?
Why believe?
Why do we need to live in order to give to what we believe?
I am hated
I am loved
I still keep longing for love that I cannot have
I keep searching
And what I search is what I have
And what I lost
Is something that I treasured the most
This is something I understand
This is somewhere in the middle land
This is someone who cannot stand
In silence I cry
In silence I die
In silence are all lies
I win and I lose
I lose therefore I win
I am nothing but pure sin
In this heaven
In this hell
There is something inside you, you cannot tell
Your smile makes me cringe that I can’t sleep
Your eye makes me insane that I cut myself so deep
Why do we live?
Why do we give?
Why believe?
Why do we need to live in order to give to what we believe?
I am hated
I am loved
I still keep longing for love that I cannot have
I keep searching
And what I search is what I have
And what I lost
Is something that I treasured the most
This is something I understand
This is somewhere in the middle land
This is someone who cannot stand
In silence I cry
In silence I die
In silence are all lies
I win and I lose
I lose therefore I win
I am nothing but pure sin
In this heaven
In this hell
There is something inside you, you cannot tell
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