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• Artiste: Make Them Suffer
• Titre: Hollowed Heart
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Another demon for you to hide To make you cry yourself to sleep But you're a star, you’re a vision You're a hero to me But you're a mess, you’re a mess But you hold yourself so well There's such a weight upon your chest Yet you still keep it to yourself Bang, bang, bang That's the sound of your bedroom door That's the sound of the bathroom stalls They make you cry yourself to sleep Bang, bang, bang That's the sound of your bedroom door That's the sound of the bathroom stalls They make you cry yourself to sleep So now those tears stream down your cheeks Those demons haunt your every dream Still, you keep it to yourself, but you hold yourself so well To some a victim, but you're a hero to me "Fucking coward That's somebody’s daughter Another milestone You’ve found a new low buried under their clothes" Living life by the numbers, your conventional routine So pour yourself another drink Living in fear of others, biting nails between your teeth Long nights, bad dreams, no sleep And why you'd felt compelled To somehow blame yourself That’s way too far Way too far beyond me Bang, bang, bang That's the sound of your bedroom door That's the sound of the bathroom stalls They make you cry yourself to sleep Bang, bang, bang That's the sound of your bedroom door That’s the sound of the bathroom stalls I penned a note on your behalf A poem for the host of a hollowed heart They're fucking cowards They make you cry yourself to sleep They're all fucking cowards They make you cry yourself to sleep