| I wash my hands of you, and leave you in the dust
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| What’s done is done, let it all be laid to rest
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| Drown out, refuse and reject
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| What’s done is done, let it all lay to rest
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| Decisions made in anger, will never be undone
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| Destined to burn when there’s no shade from the sun
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| I will forever wear the scars of my past
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| You can’t afford to slip when you walk on broken glass
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| Feed me poison just to feel alive
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| Second guessing for the thousandth time
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| As I walk on broken glass
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| Drown me out, open heavens above my head
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| Washed away by a thousand, a thousand tears I’ve shed
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| Feed me poison just to feel alive
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| Rely on death to give meaning to life
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| Actions made in anger will never be undone
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| When the smoke clears, and you’re face down in the mud
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| Pray the rain, cleanse me of my past
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| Shackled hands, that drag me to the depths
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| I will forever wear the scars of my past
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| You can’t afford to slip
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| When you walk on broken glass
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| On broken glass
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| Feed me poison just to feel alive
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| Second guessing for the thousandth time
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| As I walk, on broken glass (On broken glass)
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| Drown me out, open heavens above my head
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| Washed away by a thousand, a thousand tears I’ve shed |