| The pain from the past,
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| That I wear as a mask,
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| With every day I live and breathe
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| I’m here, you’re there, lost count of the distance,
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| On a winding road to nowhere
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| Pour yourself a glass,
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| Sit and count the scars,
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| Relive, recall the memories
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| I’m here, you’re there, lost count of the distance,
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| On a winding road to nowhere
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| I read the words on the paper,
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| Tried to fill in the blanks,
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| Found the song of failure,
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| Just myself to thank
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| We fought we lost,
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| Then tore ourselves apart
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| We fought we lost,
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| Lay the pieces together
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| We fought we lost,
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| Then tore ourselves apart
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| We fought we lost
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| Failure! |
| Failure!
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| Failure! |
| Failure!
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| Battles fought and lost
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| I’m here, you’re there, lost count of the distance,
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| On a winding road to nowhere
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| The song of failure,
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| The song of failure |