Correction Paroles I H8 Gtr par Berried Alive

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These prison bars
Thought I was sharp, then fell flat hard
These prison bars
Pain you can’t measure, mental harm
You tugged my heart strings, pulled them off
Picked me up to watch me fall
Dug a whole to rest me there
I've got no more notes to spare

I hate guitar, I hate my soul
Gave up on both, eight months ago
I braved the scars and fading hope
Lay torn apart, missing home

I hate guitar, I hate myself
Mind who I tell, nobody helps
A shooting star, a wishing well
This broken hearts empty shell

Don’t be mad at me
'Cause I'm giving up
No apology
Just for being honest
All the misery
Now I'm getting nauseous
End my suffering
Just like you promised
There's our history
I'm not digging up
There's our enemy
Slowly gaining on us
All the victory
Everything it cost
It's like I'm losing my light in the darkness

Writing hurts, even just a small notation
Every verse won't hit impossible expectations
Write your own song, by yourself
Hit one note wrong, I will tell
Now immune to all your doubts
Not out of tune, I've tuned you out

I hate guitar, I hate my soul
Gave up on both, eight months ago
I braved the scars, the fading hope
Lay torn apart, missing home

I hate guitar, I hate myself
Mind who I tell, nobody helps
A shooting star, a wishing well
This broken hearts empty shell

Don't be mad at me
'Cause I'm giving up
No apology
Just for being honest
All the misery
Now I'm getting nauseous
End my suffering
Just like you promised
There's our history
I'm not digging up
There's our enemy
Slowly gaining on us
All the victory
Everything it cost
It's like I'm losing my light in the darkness

Prison bars
These prison bars

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