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The Lonely Heart

The Lonely Heart, With No Home, The Lonely Heart
Which Is So Alone, And That One Word Fits On Me Perfectly
Don't Show Me Any Mercy, I Have Dug My Own Grave,
I'm Impossible To Save, Drench Me If You Want,
But In The End, You Know You Can't
The Lonely Heart, You Can Kill, But Only If You Will,
Let My Love Live Inside You Until The End
Don't Think You're Hard, When You're Playing Your Best Cards,
That Only Proves You're Predictable, Take The Chance When You Get It
And Never Wait, For Anything Better, And Never Settle, That’s You
You Don’t Care If You Brake Anything Which Is Not Yours
I Am The Lonely Heart, And Don’t Come Crawling To Me
When Your Time Has Come, And You Have To Pay
For The Damage You’ve Caused, To So Many People
Nothing Can Help Me Getting Back To My Former Life
I’m Alone, But Sure Not Bitter, I Will Cope With My Life
And If You Kill My Heart With That Kitchen Knife
You’ll Have To Prepare To Pay Back To My Soul
Because My Body Froze, When The Blade Touched Me
My Heart Stopped Beating, Like A Vampire
Who Got Hit With A Stick In His Cold,
Un Beating Heart, I Turned To Dust, Which Blew Away
And My Heart Was Left Behind, For You To Snack On
I Don’t Care If You Hate Me, I Don’t Care If You Don’t
The Only Thing I Want, Is That You Will Say To Me
That I’m Okay, Just The Way I Am, And That I’m The Same
And I Want You To Know, That I will Never Feel Shame
And Now, The Tear Which Has Become Ice, Has Broken
And In There, The Red Glowing Light, Of My Love, Shines
And The Warm Glow, Makes It Feel Like, Winter And Snow
Well Bye, Bye Now, And I Bow For You When I Leave
And Then I Say This Little Thing Out Loud
You Should Be Proud

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