| Shocking how the evidence lands on this holiday
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| Your creeping up with venomous thoughts that you’ve waited to say
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| Your words are sneaking out of your throat like an open grave
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| I haven’t spoke to you in a year that’s why I say
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| It became a lie on you
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| If you think that I’m not the same then I guess you’ve changed
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| Blackened by the dirt that you made to smear my name
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| The pit that you’ve been digging for me became your home
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| For deeming me as bad company I hope you know
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| It became a lie on you
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| It feels like your letting go
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| I beg for days to know
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| Why your letting go
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| Bring on the poison
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| Thoughts in your throat
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| I beg for days to know
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| Why your letting go |