| God grant us the serenity to accept the things we can not change
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| Courage to change the things we can and wisdom to know the difference
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| I’m sick of living here with you
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| I’m sick of your face and I’m sick of the trade
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| The older I grow it seems the more I’m in pain
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| I never asked to be this way
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| Fuck em all
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| Death to all
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| All I know is fucking hate
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| What a fucking day it’s been
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| Blood, sweat, and tears I was made for this
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| I can taste all my faults from the cuts on my lips
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| The sensation of my hands gripping hard into a fist
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| Cheers to letting go
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| A sober man is a man I don’t want to fucking know
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| Neck up all my vessels pop all judgment fades away
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| The better you is dead
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| I’m the hunter and the prey
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| I’m sick of living here with you
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| I’m sick of this place
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| I’m sick of your grace
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| Burn forever my soul lives in the flames
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| Promise that you’re all about to die today
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| Fuck you all
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| Kill you all
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| All I know is hate and to take as I please
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| Blurred red is all that I see
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| My desire to make them all bleed will completely take over me
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| All I know is fucking hate
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| All I know is fucking hate
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| I’m sick of living here with you
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| All the back and forth and ridicule
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| Sick of all the guilt trips that you always have to put me through
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| The older I grow the stronger the pain
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| This is who I’m meant to be
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| Fuck you all
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| Death to all
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| All I know is hate
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| The old me is dead never to return
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| I tied him up with rope, weighed him down with stone, and threw him overboard
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| into the sea
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| He’s never coming back |