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They try to tear you down, so I became bolder. The years will wear you down, making you slower. Regardless of my age, I can’t turn the page. F*** man, I can’t turn back time. You used me like a tool (tool), that proves I’m not useless. I framed you with my heart (heart), by giving away my life. My art, born from my soul. The pain caused made me close my door. The flames of love tore this master weaver down. I broke no rules, although I twisted them. I fought with wisdom and love, kept the lights on in my heart. Although I’m needed, I’ve been replaced. My love (my love), My love... It’s burning me alive. So, I framed my life with art. Rather than frame you. At every turn, I gave. I refuse to take anything from any of you. You now realize, I can’t simply be replaced. Yet, my love (my love), my love... It’s burning me alive. I’m facing all the pain in my soul and through art, I shall become whole. It's never been about you. What was done was for the greater good. All I asked for was your love and understanding. My love (my love), my love... It’s burning me alive. It’s burning me alive. My love (my love), my love... It’s burning me alive. Beating me, twisting me, making me into who I am, yeah... Beating me, twisting me, making me face myself. My love (my love), my love... It’s burning me alive. It’s burning me alive. My love (my love), my love... It’s burning me alive. |