| For centuries, we have been at war
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| But this is where the battle ends, and I have won
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| And yes you may, raise awareness to
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| The damage I’m to mend, and what you’ve done
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| But I know that you know the truth
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| And I know that you know comeuppance coming after you
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| So I will lie defeated here
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| And though it may take many years, you’ll come clean
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| I will cry repeatedly
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| But I’ll come out the other side a brand new me
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| A waiting game, and though I can’t sit still
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| I’m sure that you are in more pain, as you’ve the guilty plea
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| And you can claim, upon your mother’s life
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| That you are in the clear, the jury’ll pin the blame on me
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| But I know that you know the lie
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| And I know that you know there’s details you cannot deny
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| So I will lie defeated here
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| And though it may take many years, you’ll come clean
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| I will cry repeatedly
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| But I’ll come out the other side a brand new me
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| So hide my little sheep
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| But do you hear me howling at the moon when you sleep
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| I’m a restless soul
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| And I’ll creep around your house until the stories all fall out of all the
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| closets you’ve been hoarding them in all the years
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| I will lie defeated here
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| And though it may take many years, you’ll come clean
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| I will cry repeatedly
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| But I’ll come out the other side a brand new me |