I used to think it was my heart, but now I know its my soul, that has this constant ache, it takes a toll...on my life, it doesn't feel right.
I hurt, I weep, they desert and leave me.
I'm left with this pain, no one to pacify me and help me to restrain from this feeling of grief.
I used to think it was my heart, but now I know its my soul, that has this constant ache, it takes a toll.
This constant ache, deep down in my soul, this constant ache, that I have no control.
This constant ache, I used to think it was my heart.
This constant ache has played a great part....in my life.
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U can judge me because of what I wear,
but at the end of the day I still wear me.
U can judge me because of what I do,
but at the end of the day I still do me.
U can judge me because of what I have,
but at the end of the day I still have me.
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