LYRIC FOR SALE

By BUTTERFLY

Times are hard and I just fall apart.
My soul is in pain and emotions all dried.
The tears are no less than acids and the struggles,
They all prick.
O life! Is that a kind of trick?

So what if it hurts,
So what if it breaks me down,
This is the cost of winning the crown,
The thorns and scorns they make me frown
But no no, they can never let me down.

I know life’s logic, its just to move on,
But still it ends so tragic, turning everything up side down.
Then I can’t see the picture, its no more clear,
I wana run away to hide from my fears.

Yes it hurts, yes it breaks me down,
But I know,that is the cost of winning the crown,
Thorns and scorns can make me frown,
But no no, they can never let me down.