TREE
Nail my heart to a tree,
so it can not be free.
Wrap it in barb wire,
and call it a lier!
I can not feel no more,
why do you walk on my heart?
Like you have done a million times before.
Call my heart a lier!
Wrap it in Barb Wire!
So it can not Flee!
Nail my heart to a tree!
Like you have done a million times before.
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