| Oh yes, I know this tension that you speak of We’re in the palm of a hand making a fist
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| It’d be best for one of us to speak up But we prefer to pretend it does not exist
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| And you can’t see past the blood on my hands
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| To see that you’ve been aptly damned
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| To fail and fail again
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| Cause we’re all guilty of the same things
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| We think the thoughts whether or not we see them through
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| And I know that I have been forgiven
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| And I just hope you can forgive me too
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| So don’t you dare blame me for
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| Prying open the door
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| That’s unleashed the bitterness
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| Thats here in the midst of this
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| Sometimes we live for no one but ourselves
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| And what we’ve been striving for
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| Has turned into nothing more
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| Than bodies limp on the floor
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| Victims of falling short
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| We kiss goodbye the cheek of our true love
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| You can’t see past the blood on my hands
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| To see that you’ve been aptly damned
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| To fail and fail again
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| Cause we’re all guilty of the same things
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| We think the thoughts whether or not we see them through
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| And I know that I have been forgiven
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| And I just hope you can forgive me too
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| you can forgive me too
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| You can’t see past the blood on my hands
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| To see that you’ve been aptly damned
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| To fail and fail again
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| Cause we’re all guilty of the same things
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| We think the thoughts whether or not we see them through
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| And I know that I have been forgiven
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| And I just hope you can forgive me too
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| you can forgive me too
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| you can forgive me tooooo
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| you can forgive me you can forgive me you can forgive me you can forgive me toooooo |