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Somehow I knew that this would end
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and then I finally found my way back home.
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And this is all one master plan
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to keep us spinning down this endless well
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I'm drowning in my own regrets
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I'm trying so hard to take what's my last breath.
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This is all I wanted from you.
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So alone and now I'll have you know
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If you can stand on your own two feet
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then you can get up off your fucking knees.
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Stand up and wash
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away the blood
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that stains your soul.
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You've given me reason
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to tear you apart.
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Now you can't fix whats already broke
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Now I'll have you know.
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Don't surrender,
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never give up your fucking life.
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you lied
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about
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your pride in self.
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I pushed from inside your skin
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I eat you away from within
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You'll never see the sun again
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I'll have you know
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look away
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from this broken mirror
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now the time has come to
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slow the beating of this heart.
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______________________
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Name Violets Are Blue
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Artist The Killing Tree
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Album The Romance of Helen Trent
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