| Though we barely survived,
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| I never felt more alive.
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| I feel ashamed of where I’ve been…
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| Oh to be a motherless child, beat still my heart.
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| Your weaknesses they vacation in my dreams
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| And when I’m not sure if you’ll haunt me in my sleep…
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| I’ll know you’re there
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| Coursing through my veins.
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| Veins!
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| Try and starve the devil inside.
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| (Predisposition is I should’ve known better.)
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| We burn out dull out of spite.
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| (The family crest is our medication.)
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| This bitter pill I’ve swallowed down
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| Is greeted by a poisonous smile, a calcified heart,
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| A cancerous gut, the appetite to give up.
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| Your weaknesses they vacation in my veins
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| And if I’m not sure if I’ll see you in my dreams…
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| I’ll stay up all night on the floor
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| Taking pills to keep me warm
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| Until I’m not sure I exist anymore.
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| But that’s just fine it’s who I am
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| I appreciate my pain
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| Cause I never had a choice.
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| And it was you or nothing can hurt me like I hurt myself. |