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• Artiste: Apathetic Critic
• Titre: Burn Me Down
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I've still got scars running up and down my arms From the last time you did me any harm It wasn't me, it was the serpent in the tree Let's burn it down or cut it out and throw it away Oh what a terrible mistake I've still got memories of how things used to be And oh my God it's apparent how you're blessing me I lost way, you took the reigns when I lost control What good does it do to gain it all but lose your soul Yet 'til this day I still can't honestly say That I have learned from all of my mistakes Say you what you mean, Mean what you say I wore my heart on my sleeve You told me it wouldn't bleed It's all your work, Can't you see I wore my heart on my sleeve You told me it wouldn't bleed I've got no reason to believe You've still got scars embedded in your arms From the last time I did you any harm God it was me, not the serpent in the tree So burn me down, Cut me out, Throw me away What a terrible mistake I wore my heart on my sleeve You told me it wouldn't bleed Is this your work I see I wore my heart on my sleeve You saw you what I didn't see But the one to blame is me