I gasp for one last breath,
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but I choke on my tongue.
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No words can describe
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this pain making me go numb.
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My mind is my own worst enemy,
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hidden away no one will ever know.
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The day of atonement has arrived.
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Am I ready for my sentence?
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I hear the death
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rising from the grave,
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calling my name, trying
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to bring me home.
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Though I struggle to find
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hope in a empty world,
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death is a welcome relief.
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But I know I'm stronger than
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this self-hate, only I cant
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seem to break free.
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I wear this mask made of
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flesh to conceal the razor marks.
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A dead heart that won't bleed.
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So kiss me with your lips of death.
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Forever seeing my life
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in the eyes of torment.
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Nothing was ever cherished
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where the chaos reigned.
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Now I walk this earth only
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to stumble on the dead dreams.
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I tell myself that
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the sun will rise again,
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but will it be another endless day.
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Can you see my face?
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Can you hear my voice?
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Can you sense the fear taking over my life?
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The Forsaken (...To Watch Me Burn)
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| Endthisday |
