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torn apart

chorus

torn apart and n0body knew
distorted heart, need to be made new
don’t conform to this world, seek truth
seek god first, thats what i need to do

verse 1

vocal verses hopeful urges, i think i’m allergic,
social media helps me present a better version
of the person without purchased likes i’m worthless.
unsociable social services stole my parents

so i’m bunking school hitting kfc cos i failed,
adding rum to the c0ke under the table
unstable, got some girl pregs and can’t afford a cradle,
caught shop lifting, don’t want to go jail

pretending i’ve got to go the dentist, did i mention
feelings i want to express but i bench them,
there is no prevention suppressing, the tension is deafening,
stepping in to detention, i don’t want to attend them.

the terror of learning to be patient has got me shaking,
like a nerve gas agent, addicted to gaming
entertainment overdose made my brain wayward,
i can’t take it. maybe i need to re-evaluate it

verse 2

google knows what i’m thinking, p-sswords are linked in.
mums drinking addiction and she can’t admit it,
hiding in the cubbard in the kitchen, she can’t forgive him
the elephant in the room, i just want to kick it

now for sure i don’t wanna be ugly,
but i got caught in the love of money,
now i’m distraught and it’s not funny,
and i can’t talk to anybody

frightened of judgment and violence or being seen crying
they misinterpret marriage so the damage is licensed,
gender abolished so changing feelings define us
falling asleep to the sound of sirens trying to survive it

while media hype knife crime now lads are dying,
and they wonder why mental health stats are rising!
or are the stats lying? what are they trying to hide?
it’s all in the bible if you read between the lines kid

verse 3

its hard making connections, it’s painful pretending
peng ting. trying to suppress facial expressions
in case somebody reads ya basic intentions
“ah what what what, what if they mention”

wish that i never had s-x, wish she never got pregs
wish we never split the durex now i’m stressed and depressed,
wish i came correct now its all a mess
wish that i never met my ex

s-x after a date that equates to rape at the pace of fake
news makes me hyper ventilate. friends, mates and mains
have got razor blades in their pencil case, don’t tend to wait
to make mistakes, it effects my mental state

crashed the car after the dance, can’t give their future a chance
i guess we’d do things different if we had the chance but can’t
can’t change the past, so lets call on the lord
with an open heart

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