At the sight of a few words
Stomach rising inside of her
Blood rushing to every limb
Heat emanating from her skin
But this isn't anger
This is pain
And it sits on her insides
Pushing everything
We go rushing through everything
Another way of discovering
We're wrong about the world that created us
And how much is actually worth our trust?
You drown out the sound with
The silence she craved
But it sits on her insides
Pushing everything
Don't mistake it
Don't mistake it
Don't mistake
This is your anger
This is your pain
And it sits on your insides
Pushing everything
So you drown out the sound with
The silence you crave
But it sits on your insides
Pushing everything
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