I rip hearts out
I reach into their bodies
and grab hold of there hearts
and grab hold of there hearts
warming them with my hands
and squeeze till there dead.
I will grab your soul,
don't doubt it .. my body seeks for a new one
I have a collection
of hearts on a shelf just sitting there, beating
thumping, still pumping, life, they are still working
I just keep them to live forever
or because I need the presence of a beating life near me, or two, maybe a dozen
whatever it takes
because I have to kill my own heart
because it has betrayed me
Because it fell in love with someone else
Because it fell in love with someone else
because I'm not good enough
because I lost
and so I lose
and so I lose
and so I lose
and I have lost
the one i love
because I lost
and so I lose
and so I lose
and so I lose
and I have lost
the one i love
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