Why?
Why should I speak my heart?
When all I do is love and hate
With all the Love yet all the pain
The pain becomes the shinning knife
The shinning knife that cuts so deep
Oh the pain it hurts me so
Woe is me
Woe is me
What to do when all is done
The pain so deep
The sin so great
The Hate becomes the living grace
What now becomes of my heart?
So sore
So broken
What to do about the pain
To live
To die
What
What about those who care
Right what about those who care
Are there any who care?
No
I didn't think so
What now
Once more this pain I feel has made me lost
Lost in the past
Lost in the Hate
Nothing more to say
But good bye
FOREVER MORE
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