The baby's broken heart
The sun outside is black My heart is empty and full of cracks I cut myself to ignore the pain My showers are so hot, my skin peels away I'm only a kid, but I'm dead inside My father's the one who took away my pride He called me a liar and said I was fake Will I still be fake when my life's at stake?
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