No fools eye to recognize Where growth is preferred my growth is deterred If I could find an alibi then I might find something good No blood can be seen yet it still can be shed Know these words that you speak are nails in my head
Here's the last words I'll write for you From the start I'd lost step with you Now you see you're far too unlucky for me
Where's the time go when walking blind Wheres the love when you never mind seems to be that youre far too unlucky for me
A warning shot hits the air in the form of a child How immense for another to raise one of its kind No reason to scream seems its all in my head Know these words that you speak now wash off with the dead
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