I sit with my head in my hands
Crying an ocean of tears
Life has hit me
Has hit me hard
Feel I will be torn apart
I sit with my head in my hands
Feeling shame
People laughing at me
People calling me names
Why must some be so mean
Why must they hate me so
Sunflowers
Sunflowers in the field Standing tall Standing still Like guards keeping watch Over the farm And it's flock
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The evils of this World hold you by a leash to Stay in controll
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They were fools to interrupt this day My day Where I was to be wed to the man I love Did they not think I would be armed Did they not thin... -
Sons of night Wicked deeds Doomed they are
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