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I can feel your eyes on my
I can the laughter in this place
Well, I can see disgust in your
As they stare back to mine

Well, I feel the
Of fingers
Pointing at my
"Worthless"

I'll speak up, just not with my
Time to talk
to talk back

Crush all I am
all I am is not all that you are
And now all left of me
Is only what chosen to leave be

So leave me, in my ruins just a of flesh
So leave me, in my my prison of flesh

But I'm free
And helping me

My holds the gun
Your hate pulls the
My life is over, it's about that I speak up