| Never coming back, is this what I deserve?
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| Found in the flood. |
| Drowning in mud.
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| Washing away all the things in my life.
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| Manipulating, and seperating.
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| Is this what you will do from the things that you choose?
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| From the things that you lose?
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| Nothing ever happens to you.
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| If I had said that to your face, your fucking face, your cowardly face…
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| But down, all this time, you’ve made nothing of yourself.
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| For what it’s worth having said this before, your losing from choosing,
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| with no remorse.
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| The things you say along the way will help you resent your destiny.
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| Is this what you will do from the things that you choose?
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| From the things that you lose?
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| Nothing ever happens to…
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| You said this to my face, my fucking face.
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| You choose to ignore the things I say, what I say.
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| But down, all this time, you’ve made nothing of yourself.
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| If I had said to your face.
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| Your disgrace |