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Why does it always seem That with every time I blink Another person joins the team That trys to make me sink Im sick and tired Of my entire life But I have been hired To take the knife They want me to take all the pain To endure it all with a smile But now I stand here in the red rain And watch all the pain pile I sit there and say Every rose has its thorns That's just how it is Every angel has its horns That's just how it is But now I don't only have thorns All I am is thorns I have no rose I don't only have horns I am the devil no more an angel The team just gets bigger Giving more pain If I pull the trigger No more pain I shall gain The team is well hidden But me I cant be fooled No sort of pain forbidden Non of the hot pain cooled
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 1:49 PM UTC
The Team
Why does it always seem That with every time I blink Another person joins the team That trys to make me sink Im sick and tired Of my entire life But I have been hired To take the knife They want me to take all the pain To endure it all with a smile But now I stand here in the red rain And watch all the pain pile I sit there and say Every rose has its thorns That's just how it is Every angel has its horns That's just how it is But now I don't only have thorns All I am is thorns I have no rose I don't only have horns I am the devil no more an angel The team just gets bigger Giving more pain If I pull the trigger No more pain I shall gain The team is well hidden But me I cant be fooled No sort of pain forbidden Non of the hot pain cooled
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Jan 31, 2015
Jan 31, 2015 at 1:49 PM UTC
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