I look at my troubled past, and feel no remorse
But I also dont feel joy, thus, i cant say my “heart soars”
Some say I’m cold, the others say i dont have a heart.
Well mind you, I had one, but someone tore it apart
Now no emotion remains in my body
I cant be sad, jealous, angry, annoyed or even be happy
Look at my soul, stare into its windows, My eyes
You’ll see how much i’ve suffered, been through a world of lies
The wounds that became scars, the symbol of endurance
Here I stand, without a care, thus the emo trance
You can try and hurt me, I wont feel pain
Keep going at it, drive yourself insane
Coz I’ll say it again, I dont have a heart.
Somehow, the past got hold of me, and ripped it apart.