Her tongue is bleeding like a river, it's gushing with regret,
what's going on her hands are asking and her teeth are biting down with guilt
Because she can't tell them the truth.
she must keep it inside,
So the devils won't find her
her tears are now the river.
An ocean of regret,
what can she do
Is there a cure for guilt?
if so hand it her way,
She needs it almost every day
so.
When will the river stop?
flowing,
When will the ocean?
dry up,
When will they figure out,
that the ocean and rivers
Are overflowing.
Aren't you fine?
when will they figure out
I'm fine,
Is just a
Line...
what's going on her hands are asking and her teeth are biting down with guilt
Because she can't tell them the truth.
she must keep it inside,
So the devils won't find her
her tears are now the river.
An ocean of regret,
what can she do
Is there a cure for guilt?
if so hand it her way,
She needs it almost every day
so.
When will the river stop?
flowing,
When will the ocean?
dry up,
When will they figure out,
that the ocean and rivers
Are overflowing.
Aren't you fine?
when will they figure out
I'm fine,
Is just a
Line...
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