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I curse the day when being open was abandoned. |
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Now my brothers see the weakness in my action |
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And the way I walk screams defeat. |
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My existence hurts those I love. |
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This motion seems to drag me down. |
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Without them there is defeat. |
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And when you find me I will listen to your words. |
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And they go with nothing more than a smile. |
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I would like to think that this burning will soon die. |
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Alone with hate for myself so save yourself. |
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With a grin on my face. |
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I am sorry. |
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Take me back. |
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Oh what forgiveness is? |
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I say bury your secret. |