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I am drenched in decisions made by past resentments
I crush this life with no purpose to fight
I bide my time to persevere this disma and to destroy my mind
I decline this world of empathy and false prophets we are forced upon

Controlling
Bursting flights of deceit
Helpless thoughts of past regrets
Left to starve in depraved memories
To speak inside is to speak alone

Walk on walk by
Walk to the edge so high
Drop one drop two
My lips are turning into blue
You are my abuse I pass on to you

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