SR (15.8.94 / Taree)

Poor Boy

Another dagger through your heart
With each word I speak
I'll make you hurt so badly
I'll leave you feeling weak

And when you try to fight back
All your hope is gone
I'll rip your heart from your chest
And send you on your way home

You'll wish that you were numb
You'll wish that you couldn't feel
You put me on a pedestal
And now I'll make you kneel

You praise my very presence
Worship the ground I tread
You believed all my lies
Listened to everything I said

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