Red Sam
(Flyleaf)
Here I stand
Empty hands
Wishing my wrists were bleeding
To stop the pain from the beatings
There you stood
Holding me
Waiting for me to notice you
But who are you?
You are the truth
Out-screaming the lie
You are the truth
Saving my life
The warmth of
Your embrace
Melts my frostbitten spirit
You speak the truth and I hear it
The words are
"I love you."
And I have to believe in you
But who are you?
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