| Sick to death… filled to the brim
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| Of feigning interest in your life
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| Be it a god… be it a knife
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| An answer to the never ending strife
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| To Hold Your Tongue speaks of truthful pain
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| It’s not like i haven’t already heard you complain
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| Breathe it in or out
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| Puke, swallow or spit
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| Silence ain’t golden then gold has turned to shit
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| But enough’s enough…
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| Don’t tell me, once again
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| Life is constant pain
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| I’ve lost what i’ll never find
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| Tripped down when i was blind
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| But at least i know when to drain the bitter cup
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| And when its time to simply just shut the fuck up!
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| Go ahead… cut it up or cut this back
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| I only hope you understand indifference
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| That i dont give a damn
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| To Hold Your Tongue speaks of truthful pain
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| It’s not like i haven’t already heard you complain
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| Breathe it in or out
|
| Puke, swallow or spit
|
| Silence ain’t golden then gold has turned to shit
|
| But enough’s enough…
|
| Don’t tell me, once again
|
| Life is constant pain
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| I’ve lost what i’ll never find
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| Tripped down when i was blind
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| But at least i know when to drain the bitter cup
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| And when its time to simply just shut the fuck up! |