Breaking in the clutch of rusty claws Nurturing the ache of my own flaws Back into a cage of rotten bars Torn by every wound and every scar Once again Im judged for being lost Astray from what you claim to be the norm Even though youre one of the outcasts You never hesitate on giving back You say that you are keen to understand But cannot reach beyond your own two hands We never had a thing to be afraid And yet you are so scared by things unsaid We never had the chance to go to bed But I can only wonder if we had You say that we can go on with the talk But keep all of your bullshit to your gods Breaking in the clutch of rusty claws Nurturing the ache of my own flaws Back into a cage of rotten bars Torn by every wound and every scar Drowning in a pool of my own blood Jaded by the love that never was
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