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Your evil eyes with your glass prize
You smell of smoke with your dirty
We're all of your twelve step stage
You lose control and you let go

You say youre weak but you can't even
You scream words and they don't flow
You killer rage, feel so pain
You're one last tick of a time

And I will bleed
The story of times you took from me
And I
The story of the you wasted me

I this one last time
I've away and found my home
You feel ashamed for the you've claimed
We've said goodbye and you're all

You compromise with the letters you
But ink is dry and we're way too strong
You give a rose for the you've thrown
And that's a 'cause you're too late

And I
The story of times you took from me
And I
The of the youth you wasted in me

And I run on, and I run on, and I run on out
'Cause I want to be that way
I'm running the things I've seen
I'm running the name of shame

My silver eyes, with me brand new
The memory as I go on
And all the seams that were ripped me
And bound their and I do no harm

Someday I'll a way
To trade that pain and all that's
a man who raised his hand
And I can't get out of my head

And I
The of those times you took from me
And I
The of the youth you wasted in me

And I
The story of times you took from me
And I
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