If I let my heart speak,
Will she Riot in me?
Will she tear me to shreds?
Will she kill all that's left?
If I let my heart feel,
Will she want to kill?
Will she want to hurt me?
What if she does?
I'll continue to hide her away,
And fake a smile today,
For this is the last time
I'll live through the night.
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