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Wish I was too dead to cry |
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My self affliction fades |
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Stones to throw at my creator |
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Masochists to which I cater |
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You don't need to bother |
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I don't need to be |
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I'll keep slipping farther |
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But once I hold on I won't let go till it bleeds |
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Wish I was too dead to care |
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If indeed I cared at all |
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Never had a voice to protest |
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So you fed me shit to digest |
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I wish I had a reason |
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My flaws are open season |
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For this, I gave up trying |
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One good turn deserves my dying |
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You don't need to bother |
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I don't need to be |
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I'll keep slipping farther |
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Once I hold on I won't let go till it bleeds |
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Wish I'd died instead of lived |
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A zombie hides my face |
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Shell forgotten with its memories |
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Diaries left with cryptic entries |
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And you don't need to bother |
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I don't need to be |
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I'll keep slipping farther |
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But once I hold on I won't let go till it bleeds |
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You don't need to bother |
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I don't need to be |
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I'll keep slipping farther |
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But once I hold on I'll never live down my deceit |
