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I killed then what I now love, offended then what I now defend. Practiced what I preached but now I’m preaching something different. I could care less about it then, honestly, but today I feel more alive than ever. I dodged a bullet or two, don’t get me wrong. But the good die young because they never belong in a world of flesh, where it’s “dog eat dog”. And cannibalism is hidden under a thick, sick fog. Some said “maybe you should end it all”, but perseverance stood me up tall. And even if I have to crawl, I swear to God I’ll get there, to the top of the mountain. ‘Cause I robbed Peter to pay Paul, but don’t you know, I used to be Saul.
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Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 8:51 AM UTC
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I killed then what I now love, offended then what I now defend. Practiced what I preached but now I’m preaching something different. I could care less about it then, honestly, but today I feel more alive than ever. I dodged a bullet or two, don’t get me wrong. But the good die young because they never belong in a world of flesh, where it’s “dog eat dog”. And cannibalism is hidden under a thick, sick fog. Some said “maybe you should end it all”, but perseverance stood me up tall. And even if I have to crawl, I swear to God I’ll get there, to the top of the mountain. ‘Cause I robbed Peter to pay Paul, but don’t you know, I used to be Saul.
aaron-marek
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Dec 6, 2011
Dec 6, 2011 at 8:51 AM UTC
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