| Hatred evokes the memories
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| That make your blood run cold.
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| Fear and sorrow
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| Push you away from yourself.
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| How can you face the world,
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| When you can’t face the mirror?
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| How can you leave your past
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| With blood on your hands?
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| Can you run away all your life?
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| Can you escape your punishment?
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| How many times
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| Can you start it all again?
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| And how many lies
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| Will it take to cover your tracks?
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| How can you face the world,
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| When you can’t face the mirror?
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| How can you leave your past
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| With blood on your hands?
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| Can you run away all your life?
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| Can you escape your punishment?
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| No matter how far you go.
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| Those days are right behind.
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| The facade of your perfect life
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| Can not hide your perfect past.
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| There is no escape.
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| No escape!
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| No escape!
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| No escape!
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| No escape! |