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We believe as long as we can Then we learn what it means to pretend We search for answers nowhere to be found We want reasons, but they're too profound For our minds, our simple minds to comprehend We trapped on a circle that has no end We inhale the poison, feel the pain melt away We'll face the consequence, but on another day We slip into a dream of what can never be Blissful delusion sets our hearts free When all is lost, all we can do is run Until the sun, like the reaper, tells us our time's done And I don't recall, did I put up a fight - Or just hand you control? You have no right to possess my soul And I have no right to hate you - For what I've done to myself The sun falls down, day turns into night Mama's little helper, turn this wrong into right You're the thorn in my flesh, tearing into my soul The sword in my side, a fire out of control You were the start of my life, there was nothing 'til then Now, my love, I fear you'll be the end And I don't recall, did I put up a fight - Or just hand you control? You have no right to possess my soul And I have no right to hate you - But I hate you,  for what I've done to myself
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Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
Slow death
We believe as long as we can Then we learn what it means to pretend We search for answers nowhere to be found We want reasons, but they're too profound For our minds, our simple minds to comprehend We trapped on a circle that has no end We inhale the poison, feel the pain melt away We'll face the consequence, but on another day We slip into a dream of what can never be Blissful delusion sets our hearts free When all is lost, all we can do is run Until the sun, like the reaper, tells us our time's done And I don't recall, did I put up a fight - Or just hand you control? You have no right to possess my soul And I have no right to hate you - For what I've done to myself The sun falls down, day turns into night Mama's little helper, turn this wrong into right You're the thorn in my flesh, tearing into my soul The sword in my side, a fire out of control You were the start of my life, there was nothing 'til then Now, my love, I fear you'll be the end And I don't recall, did I put up a fight - Or just hand you control? You have no right to possess my soul And I have no right to hate you - But I hate you,  for what I've done to myself
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jgagnon53
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 4:06 PM UTC
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