Woe is me
There’s a hole in the soul of the world tonight
I had to hide my gun tonight because it might feel too right
Between my fingers against my head pressed to my chest or beneath my chin but I’m not giving in
The truth is inescapable
I am unbreakable
This is the writers way
This is the writers way
Im the daughter of sorrow
The bride of wrath
I’ll burn the world and sing upon the ash
(Repeat x3)
Im not okay
Im not okay
Lost among the wreckage
Bloodied and battered
They try to dig us out but nothing fucking mattеrs
There’s a hole in the soul of the world tonight
I had to hide my gun tonight because it might feel too right
Between my fingers against my head pressed to my chest or beneath my chin but I’m not giving in
The truth is inescapable
I am unbreakable
This is the writers way
This is the writers way
Im the daughter of sorrow
The bride of wrath
I’ll burn the world and sing upon the ash
(Repeat x3)
Im not okay
Im not okay
Lost among the wreckage
Bloodied and battered
They try to dig us out but nothing fucking mattеrs
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