Disposable Heart
Scratch yourself untill you bleed
what a life we have to lead
it wont be long till its realized
whats the point of love its full of lies
Go ahead try out my heart it already been ripped apart
already thrown aside
disposable heart heres nothing but lies
no longer ruby red with love
not even bleeding crimson blood
just an inky black shell of a heart known in hell
But a soul afraid of dying wont ever learn to live
Just got to keep on trying
even if theres no courage left to give
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