I feel your dao, con dao as is goes right in
Cut to my core but I'm not bleedin
All that bạn say tryin to make me small
Well the bigger bạn get the harder bạn fall
You use your words as a weapon dear
But your blades don't hurt when bạn have no fear
You think that your deep under my skin
Your tryin to keep me sufferin
If bạn use your words as a weapon
Then as a weapon, I'll shed no tears
You have My tim, trái tim but I lock it up
This burning flame has been burnt enough
My window's cracked they can be replaced
But your arm will tire throwing stones my way
You use your words as a weapon dear
But your blades don't hurt when...
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