Please let me see the faults my ego denies me
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Don't let me grow so tall
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I forget the ground beneath me
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Don't let me forget
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that satisfaction has no friends
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That glory's only fleeting - already gone
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I've wasted so much time
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I'm trying to get it straight in my mind
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Don't let me think it's love
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when it's only just obsession
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I've spent so many nights punching that wall
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Show me the difference between decision
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and denial
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I want to know why I ask why
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Let me see my confusion for exactly what it is
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Don't let me make my rage a tool of regret
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Allow me to sidestep my frustration and hostility
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And the violence that comes to me so easily,
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too easily
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Thursday Afternoon
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| Henry Rollins |
