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I just can't leave this alone; meat for the wolves pulling flesh from the bone. |
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This is blood that I draw from a stone. |
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And a scar to remind me of where I was born. |
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This is what it takes to forgive myself for you. |
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Don't ask me what I am becoming. |
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Something that you cannot comprehend. |
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Completely unacceptable results. |
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Damaged and desperate. |
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I am crawling home. |
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And it feels like something is wrong |
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When I'm not tethered to this hotel bed |
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I do what I can to make sense of this mess that I made for myself, in my head. |
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One day at a time. |
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When I leave there will be no goodbyes, no explanations. |
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This is just something I need to do for now. |
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When I die there will be no funeral, make no arrangements. |
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What happens on the road will kill us all. |
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Don;t ask me what I am becoming, something that you cannot comprehend. |
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Completely unacceptable results. |
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Damaged and desperate, |
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I am crawling home. |
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Show me if this is where I belong |
