Exhaustion

My heart belongs to you

I’m confused, lost, and broken

Help me, help me, help me

Bruised from the massacre you left on my heart

The conditions differ now

Help me, help me, help me

 

So break up the leftovers of my heart

Snort up the little bits like crushed pills that infect your body

Come on, come on help me from the pain you have left on my heart

 

You can’t just leave me here

Suffering from the damage you bestowed upon me

Poor little me

I’ve been living a lie

You break every scar open

Tearing them deeper

Slashing and gashing away at what lies on my heart

 

Let me fall

The pain is exhausting  

Don’t blame me

Don’t break me like a twig

I’m not a swig of your poisons that bring you to life

Don’t damn me to eternal exhaustion

I don’t help that you was once late with love

 

So break up the leftovers of my heart

Snort the little bits like crushed pills that infect your body

Come on, come on help me from the pain you left in my heart.

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