My hands are shaking.
My knees are weak.
My stomach churns.
My heart grows cold.
My feelings are quaking.
My eyes start to leak.
My body yearns.
My heart feels old.
Your words are making,
My hatred peak.
My tongue burns.
My words are bold.
My knees are weak.
My stomach churns.
My heart grows cold.
My feelings are quaking.
My eyes start to leak.
My body yearns.
My heart feels old.
Your words are making,
My hatred peak.
My tongue burns.
My words are bold.