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• Artiste: Adept
• Titre: Down And Out
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Your words can't hurt me now. I reminisce all the nights growing up that I spent all alone except the presence of a stomach ache. Feeling sick to the bone with the thought of the words they would say. When will these days fucking go away? Being pushed all around to the ground I grow up feeling nothing but a hole inside. Because of you being heartless I grow up being friendless and hopeless in a world that second guesses. You fucking bully. You fucking prick. You fucking coward. You fucking dick. You left me down and out again. I had to pick up the pieces. To mend this broken heart of mine I had to rewind and start again. You left me down and out again. I had to pick up the pieces. To mend this broken heart of mine I had to rewind and start again. I didn't have the length nor the strength. I stood out from the crowd. And fucking vultures circling all around. I was twelve years old and at a point I remember thinking this is not the way I want my life to be told. I have faced my demons. I built me up when you were dragging me down and at the lowest point I saw the shatters of a self-esteem belonging to my broken dream. Fuck you. You left me down and out again. I had to pick up the pieces. To mend this broken heart of mine I had to rewind and start again. You left me down and out again. I had to pick up the pieces. To mend this broken heart of mine I had to rewind and start again. Because of you being heartless I grow up being friendless and hopeless in a world that second guesses. I was twelve years old and feeling lifeless. Your words can't hurt me now.