If I could make a list
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Of my mistakes and regrets
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I'd put your name on top
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And every line after it
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Because every inch of hope
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Becomes a world of shame
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I've had to walk through
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Each and every day
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And if I screamed "you were wrong"
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At the top of my lungs
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It would never return
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All the faith that I've lost
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Because there is nothing left to say
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That has not been said
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If I shouted, you wouldn't listen
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I dought it'd even sink in
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If you forget how to feel
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Reach inside your chest
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Is there a heart beating?
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Is there just emptiness?
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Mistakes & Regrets
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| And You Will Know Us by the Trail of Dead |
