Every tree has got her root and every girl forbidden fruit
As well as demons..
And the path I chose to go, a different girl so long ago,
Well I had my reasons..
And she's in my head so loud and screaming
"Should you be proud of what you came from"?
"You've been crippled and you've walked and you've been shut up and you've
talked so let's talk some more"..
Where is the hand for me to reach?
Where is the moral I'll never teach myself?
In all the black, in all the grief, I am redeemed"..
where
walked
train
teach
tatters
talked
spring
screaming
scream
redeemed
reasons
should
every
shatters
dodging
feels
demons
cause
darts
replay
different
proud
words
chose
looking
floor
moral
forbidden
through
fruit
black
crippled
grief
rotten
heart
instant
myself
these
never
ripping
reach
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