Can you hear them crying
hear her shackled to her violin
she plays it with violence
and the wind chimes in
who did you think he was ?
to let you play him like some instrument?
your divinity is now something of a slut
a whore from the southeast
I put over ya
just because I was tired of your lies
supposed to be the truth
but inside we both know your full of alibis
can you hear her crying
here this kinda man sighing
I am too much for their mind
to break away and find
he was gentle only on his kind side
though if you want wraith he has a talent to apply
as he knows the motion of oceans
it's all in waves
some sunny sunday in black
a potency of potential I have
she knows what she had
can you hear her crying
playing a violin
with her violence
didnt know you had ya soul on consignment
I'd never invest into someone
who wasnt trying .


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