The Game
The Game
The Game
i hurt myself when im with you..
i hurt myself when im away..
i hurt myself when i talk to you..
i just wish these feelingings wouldnt stay......
i wish i could cange the way that i feel.
because somehow my simple feelings.
are so unreal.
for this i wish i could seal....
seal my heart away...
from this horrable game that i've played......
i have done that before.
in the past.
so now i know ...
i can do it again..
but my heart is lost..
and thats......
why i need to know where to begin....
so i search for a way to let you know.
but you allready know.....
allthough....
i will allways and forever love you so........
in result of this game that i've played
i allways said i would never be.
with this constant affection i have felt for thee.
so as for now i just sit and plea.
plea so sorrow wont stay......
if i only knew how to make my life whole.
and finaly leave the emptiness that i have in my soul...
i've tried so hard thats what i've been told.....
for this game im giving up because iam too old....
too old for this game that i've played.....
written by.. Anthony Maida
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