![]() |
how the world comforts and hurts |
| Like a pillow of needles this world Comforts and Hurts. Like a pillow of needles our hearts Stick Together. You finally found a place where you Belong. Then you feel the needles jabbing you from your pillow of Comfort. Like a Rose so Beautiful until you grab the Thorns. Something so Amazingly Beautiful until you see it Wilt and Die. You love me more than anything I know you do. But when I'm mad an crying do you feel the needles jab your heart? You finally found a place where you Belong. Then you feel the needles jabbing you from your pillow of Comfort. Like a pillow of needles this world Comforts and Hurts. Like a pillow of needles our hearts stick together. |