| Change my attempt good intentions
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| Crouched over
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| You were not there
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| Living in fear
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| But signs were not really that scarce
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| Obvious tears
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| But I will not
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| Hide you through this
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| I want you to help
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| And please see
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| The bleeding heart perched on my shirt
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| Die, withdraw
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| Hide in cold sweat
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| Quivering lips
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| Ignore remorse
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| Naming a kid, living wasteland
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| This time you’ve tried
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| All that you can turning you red
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| Change my attempt good intentions
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| Should I, could I Here we are with your obsession
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| Should I, could I Crowned hopeless
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| The article read living wasteland
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| This time you’ve tried
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| All that you can turning you red
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| but I will not
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| Hide you through this
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| I want you to help
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| Change my attempt good intentions
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| Should I, could I Here we are with your obsession
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| Should I, could I Heave the silver hollow sliver
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| Piercing through another victim
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| Turn and tremble be judgmental
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| Ignorant to all the symbols
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| Blind the face with beauty paste
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| Eventually you’ll one day know
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| Change my attempt good intentions
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| Limbs tied, skin tight
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| Self inflicted his perdition
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| Should I, could I Change my attempt good intentions
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| Should I, could I |