Wounded Cry

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  1. Sewn Up's Avatar

    Sewn Up said:

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    Hey all! It's been a few weeks and I finally have a new one. The guys I'm playing with thought after the last song I posted (Two Faced) that we should try and keep in with the vein of mental disorders. I went looking and found an explanation for Munchausen Syndrome, which is a disorder where you regularly fake injury/illness for sympathy, usually due to some sort of childhood trauma. I thought that was interesting and came up with this. It's about a guy that has this issue, he's going through therapy (verse segments) and finally getting his thoughts straight (everything else). Let me know what you think!

    They said that I am such a bad one,
    No one cares and never will.
    They say that I have always shamed them,
    Given them reason to kill.
    Mother beat me right to sleep,
    The bruises on my skin have gone.
    Daddy gagged me, bound my feet,
    The residue remains.

    Pre-Chorus:

    This shoulda been
    You (you)
    You (you)
    Suffering the pain that I
    Fake just to feel some
    Love (love)
    Love (love)
    Caught in between a lie and
    The life I lost!

    Chorus:

    No, this isn’t me,
    This is not what I should be.
    Lying, cheating for myself,
    The curse should be mine,
    No one else’s.
    Now my broken home
    Sealed the fate I call my own.
    Tender is the heart that bleeds.
    Can I kill the beast I feed?

    Another broken bone in my hand,
    Consolated once again.
    Another virus now infecting,
    Questions endlessly flood in.
    Doc no longer buys it,
    Says, “It’s only in my head”.
    Of course it is, I don’t deny,
    I just can’t stop.

    Pre-Chorus

    Chorus

    Torture and tormenting your little children
    The blood on your hands has stained more than your skin!
    No longer the ally but sworn as my enemy,
    Beg for my mercy, you’re guilty as sin!

    Pre-Chorus

    No, this isn’t me,
    This is not what I should be.
    Lying, cheating for myself,
    The curse should be mine,
    No one else’s.
    Now I’m dead inside.
    I couldn’t run, I cannot hide.
    Tender is the heart that bleeds,
    Never more, can’t kill the need.
    Have you ever seen blood in the moonlight? It appears quite black. Have you ever seen spiders crawling on the graves?
     
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    MoonRide*r* said:

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    Hey man, don't have enough time tonight (more tomorrow) but I noticed you posted again and I just wanted to say thanks for this. It's more than just a song (Munchausen is serious business) but I wish you the best of the musical side of this too.
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