A New Woman

BANGING ON A HEART OF TIN

Banging on a heart of tin.
Guilty drowning in your sin.
Too many sins to keep counts.
It's happened and pressure mounts.
In your room crying harshly.
Can you ever live again?
Much hate from many people.
So how can you be happy?
Now look at you all alone.
Say sorry and beg for help.
Beg for mercy and you'll see.
Did you ever feel pain?
Did you ever see the game.
You get revenge for your sins.
you got to pay for your doom and agony now was once yours.


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BANGING ON A HEART OF TIN

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