This is my life, my sad song, my sob story, of everything that's gone wrong. My head hangin low, Can't lift it anymore. A lifetime of burdens wearin me down, the anchor on my neck, leading me to drown, My weariness, of my lifesong, My life story, of a life gone wrong. I asked for nothing, and got nothing in return, I asked for heaven, and was left to burn, This is my story, My sad song, Of emptiness, Of a life gone wrong. Abandoned and battered, saddened and disgraced, tattoed tears, stain my face. This is my story, My sad song, havent seen the glory, my love forlorn. A soul empty of happiness, but full with misery, A trail of bloody footprints, my history. Dont know the mother, Father has gone, haven't known the glory, and love forlorn. This is my life, one sad song, Dont know the glory, My tears bleed the paper, This is my story.Birth sign: Libra
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