| This cycle… must never repeat;
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| This must end with me
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| How could we know any different if this is all we’ve known?
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| …This cycle must end with me
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| I am the product of a broken man
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| The embodiment of empty dreams
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| A reminder of what you’ll never be
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| I am revenge… I am empty like your bottles
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| Am I just like my father?
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| Well, I refuse… I refuse to be a monster
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| I know I have the same weakness inside of me
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| I also have the strength to control my own destiny
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| This must end with me
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| How could we know any different if this is all we’ve known?
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| This cycle must end with me
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| How could we know any different if this is all we’ve known?
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| This cycle must end
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| I choose to be… I choose to be… nothing like you
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| You couldn’t hold my hand because your hand held a bottle
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| How am I supposed to be normal?
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| How am I supposed to anything but angry at the world?
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| Misguided hate that I knew all too well;
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| I had to learn to be a man on my own
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| To not make your mistakes or share the pain I’ve known
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| How could we know any different if this is all we’ve known?
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| This cycle must end with me
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| How could we know any different if this is all we’ve known?
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| This cycle must end |