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Hollow, empty, broken, bruised and confused /Listen for the sound, of my heart breaking / This would all make sense, if you spent a mile in these shoes / Strapped to my feet, like 'anchors aweigh' /I can tell you don't care by the look on your face / Walking away, like I'm the disgrace /You know it's hard to swallow, when I'm choking on lies / Keep on feeding me, you know I won't fight / My back still hurts, from hiding this knife / Keep piling it on until my chest explodes / My mind goes blank and my breath is cold / I suck in the poison and try to escape / This isn't death, it's only a taste /You never cared, now I've forgotten your face / Your place in my life, slowly erased / Put your head to my chest, and embrace the silence / The answers you seek, burned into the back of my eyelids / A scream, stuck in my throat, my whole body shaking / This is the sound, of my heart breaking