| Bless this weary heart
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| 'Cause these bones will rot in the earth
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| I’m wandering, I feel so gone
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| But these tired eyes
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| They never left the stars
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| Who will fight for
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| Me when my strength gives way again?
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| To the filth and everything I find inside myself
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| It’s getting harder to breach
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| The despair closing inside
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| But I hate myself enough
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| To let this spread and thrive
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| When I go accused will you whisper a sound?
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| No mercy for this bastard son of a coward
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| Will you still know my name if I fail?
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| Could you bring me to life and clear my name?
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| I won’t fall into the flames
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| Who will fight for
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| Me when my strength gives way again?
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| It’s getting harder to breach
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| The despair closing inside
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| But I hate myself enough
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| To let this spread and thrive
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| These devils want me to burn
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| When the light leaves my eyes
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| These devils want me to burn
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| But something begins to ignite
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| It’s getting harder to breach
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| The despair closing inside
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| But I hate myself enough
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| Yet I will stand and fight |