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The Pyro Inside

The Pyro Inside By Kevin Robey May 23, 2014 It all keeps on breaking And I don't know why My shaking hands just wanna scream Come sweet release lets say goodbye I'll cut and cry for days and days Like throwing stones in a house of sand I'll hide in my room and stitch up my wounds A sad and futile way to satisfy demands Fast forward three days and nothing is fixed Now I'm broken too with nothing left to lose So I buy something new to fill the holes in my heart It's nothing but a ruse to find something new to abuse You cannot run if you want to survive And I'm sick and tired of this circle of fire But if I can't escape my self-loathing hell Ill just be sending my dreams to the pyre My smiles much brighter than fear should allow Floating so high above the fire that I felt But if I can't breathe the air in these clouds I'll never be free from the cards I was dealt

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