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Oct 2016
I hurt myself for loving you
There's a monster inside me I don't know what she'll do
Words are weapons for the weak
Without you I barely sleep
I broke my own heart in trying to mend yours
Every day I am alive is an endless chore
You hate me get in line
I'll never forgive myself until the end of time
Lachrymose and Lies
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Lachrymose and Lies  In a tormented mind
(In a tormented mind)   
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