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The path I set out on took a
when the shifted
This is not the life I
What's is done
The crime is
Now the has come home to roost
He with blood on his hands
Caught in the of meeting
the of supply and reprimand

My is boiling.

I can't my own skin
Though I can see it
Can't all these sins
But I can see them down.
no escape from building tension
The valve has been refitted
A lost in constant revision
A rising storm that's never
You can't know enough too much
The is decimated
Too far gone now to reverse my course and be

And my keeps boiling.

This is a of hate.
This is how I choose to
The only way I to exist
The road is and the cost is high
But I was for this,
My of hate.