I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met,
but yet I feel compassion for them.
On the outside, they look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They're broken for different reasons,
and in different ways they hide
the pain, the hurt, the story; they will never tell.
The source of the brokenness
is what they hide.
I see a sea of faces,
many I have never met.
They look just like everybody else,
but they aren't;
they are broken.
They are just like me!
Turmoil covers my eyes and my heart.
It never leaves me in day or dark.
Combat ch
You've got quite an easy style
with a tender heart to match,
and how you'd wear a
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
Love me tomorrow, for it is a new day
Love me again like you did the first day
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What if we were really true
And said everything we thought
Could we then stop fee
I don't have a controller,
And I don't have a screen,
I don't need to be plugged
When I Die I Want Your Hands On My Eyes
When I die I want your hands on my eyes:
I want the light and the wheat of your beloved h
For you, I open my gate
And wish that you were here,
But you live in another stat
I am broken,
Shattered into irreparable pieces.
Who is going to save me?
I have an invisible friend
Who guides me through dark and pain.
She always tells
