| I sat there while you plead your case
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| For confidence and secrets to be erased
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| I was riddled by your words
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| I bet that you could hardly wait to send the cavalry
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| For me, you’re subtly replaced
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| With spoils
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| (My father told me)
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| Of your work
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| (Don't forget who you are, when you’re one step from death
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| You’ll still have your north star)
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| The things I
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| (My strength deceived me, I thought I’d own the world)
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| I know my worth isn’t
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| (But this fool I’ve become can’t see straight to forget her)
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| The loneliness of loving someone can steal your eyes
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| And spill the hope you had and you’re left to spin the why’s
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| By yourself and no one else, no one else
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| The trust you handed over, the people that you hurt
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| But you could never stop yourself, an addict for the worst
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| What you felt, were lies they’d sell and nothing else
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| So I sit here making my big plans
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| Like they could rescue me but now I see
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| The answer through my window
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| That nothing can replace
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| Those memories my father gave me
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| Are all that’s left but I’m ready
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| To escape this life
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| I’m sorry for the words I couldn’t say
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| I’m sorry that your efforts were in vain
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| You were promised so much more than I have gave
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| I’m not an honest man I was born for the grave
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| This city stole the faith you had in me
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| This mistress stole the life I hadn’t seen
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| But this face is the last thing they’ll see
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| I want to feel the sun and sky on my face as I die! |