Damage
We have our distain to defame your name
break you down and make you insane
Hypnotised away your fight
so now you cry alone at night
Who do you have if you can't defend yourself wealth
because we labled you with our mental health
and now you live with the cards your dealt
and no one cares about the pain you felt
and your life goes by every day
with a messed up mind from all the games they play
In your nightmears as clear as day
are the memories of yesterday
that scramble the thoughts of the here and now
but you try to get through some how
Copyright © Thomas Hopkins | Year Posted 2008
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