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There's a bitter old man inside of my heart |
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Whispering to my blackening soul |
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Violence is praised |
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Betrayal fuels it like a stale hunk of coal |
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It's getting harder trying to see the positive side. |
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It's getting harder trying to keep a rational mind. |
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You've tried to see it my way |
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Just to say you've wrestled with the truth. |
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But now you're cursing your ambitious ways standing in my shoes. |
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Because it owns you |
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Don't it own you? |
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You know it owns me |
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Don't it own me too? |
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There's a demon I fear on my shoulder I hear |
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Mastering it's horrific plans |
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The hard on for destruction and chaos drives me like it's renting a van. |
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It's getting harder battling for total control |
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It's getting harder trying to keep this pig on the road. |