Fragile is written on my forehead
My body is made of porceleine and glass
Wrapped in cotton sheets in my bed
Trying to relieve me from the weight of the past
Crack my chest wide open
My inside is not in shape
It must be i havn't got what it takes
What mattered once before
Doesn't seem to matter anymore
But with your nails in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older
Forgot the reason to breath
I'm still young yet closer than ever
I forgot how to stand on my feet
I fall to the ground and I know how it's going to end up
From time to time
I find my self in your eyes
Then you close them and I am no more
What mattered once before
Doesn't seem to matter anymore
But with your nailes in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older
Oh let me feel them deep
But with your nailes in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older
What mattered once before
Doesn't seem to matter anymore
But with your nailes in my shoulder
I don't care about getting older
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