I have no heart, So how do I live ? I have no love, so what do I give ? I have no feelings so what do I spill . Why do I have I never have time to chill ? Why does being fake prevent you from being real ? Why does my words come up short when I try to say what I feel ? Broken Silence.... My heart is still broken , it needs a fixing. I try to talk about my problems nobody seems to listen. You claim I'm playing games , when maybe your the one that's cheating . Why you cant believe me , what's the reason ?
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