Stitched you up, Put you together with cotton and feathers.
Gave you love, put my heart inside you.
Oh what would I do?
When you started talking in your sleep, saying things you'd do to me, I didn't care...I wasn't scared.
Now im finding knifes under the sheets and crumpled photographs of me. Im in despair, should I be scared?
Teddy bear, you were my teddy bear. You were comforting and quite. How did love become so violent?
Teddy Bear, you were my teddy bear. Everything was so sweet until you tried to kill me.
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Bye
  • By myself
  • JoinedApril 24, 2015