Yo a part of me wants to fight against every person i go past
It's a part of them, I don't think I take them without a knife
There is a violence in me, a muted scream
Part of me desire to turn to my old life
When I had 2 phones and was known to arrange things
But I met you and Boom started a new time
You are an angel, looks like a painting
So I, I give you what I have left of a heart
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