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I hate feeling helpless.
I hate it.
It's having cold chains pressed on my hands and feet,
Nailing me to the floor.
There's no one in sight.
It's being blindfolded, but knowing everything that's happening
Exactly when it happens.
The culprit is bigger than I am.
And he beats me.
Over and over,
Another blow.
It's being so sore and broken, I can't get up.
The tears fill my eyes, but they don't come.
It's knowing you can't move, but knowing you have got to,
Because otherwise, there's no way of survivin'.
This thing is bigger than I am.
And he beats me.
I hate feeling helpless.
Because I can't do anything for you.
I hate it.
It's having cold chains pressed on my hands and feet,
Nailing me to the floor.
There's no one in sight.
It's being blindfolded, but knowing everything that's happening
Exactly when it happens.
The culprit is bigger than I am.
And he beats me.
Over and over,
Another blow.
It's being so sore and broken, I can't get up.
The tears fill my eyes, but they don't come.
It's knowing you can't move, but knowing you have got to,
Because otherwise, there's no way of survivin'.
This thing is bigger than I am.
And he beats me.
I hate feeling helpless.
Because I can't do anything for you.
I hate being helpless.
It's knowing you need saving, but knowing I can't save you...
It's knowing you need saving, but knowing I can't save you...
© 2005 - 2024 WanderingxXxSoul
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Whoa, that's...that's nice. I think I understand the feeling.