Isabella
The dear hunter
Awoken, soul slept stiff
Body strewn askew
If you cut me, I swear you'll see
Circles running through
But nowhere are the roots
There's no room for the branches born to
Body strewn askew
If you cut me, I swear you'll see
Circles running through
But nowhere are the roots
There's no room for the branches born to
Rise up and claim the sky
So get up, we only have this time to
Make life what we want to
We're stuck inside this shell
This hell could surely end
Misspoken words to speak
Fail and fall apart
If you love me
I swear you'd see
Suns are from the stars
I've been cracked down the edges
And screaming my head off
For something, someone
To break me to pieces
A welcome release of this
Weight holding me down
So I finally can
Rise up and claim the sky
So get up, we only have this time to
Make life what we want to
We're stuck inside this shell
This hell could surely end
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