I loan people pieces of me,
with nothing up for collateral.
A piece of my mind,
a glimpse of my body,
a fraction of my voice
but no one knows the fire inside me.
Because it will destroy others,
while it only carves the soul inside me.
I loan people pieces of me,
with nothing up for collateral.
A piece of my mind,
a glimpse of my body,
a fraction of my voice
but no one knows the fire inside me.
Because it will destroy others,
while it only carves the soul inside me.