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Old ghosts
I can feel them breathing
Breathing the poison back, inside my lungs
Oh how i thought, this feeling was gone
I was robbed, i was robbed, i was wrong

Blind is the one who opens his eyes the most
You i blamed, when i was the host

The carrier
Beholding the awful gift, of poison

Take it all away,
Im on my knees let me say..
I was robbed, to be yours again
To walk in your path

Blind is the one who opens his eyes the most
You i blamed..

The carrier
Beholding the awful gift, of poison

Im sorry for the things i’m done
(Im sorry for what i’ve become)

The awful gift of memory
The scar that scarred my spirit
The snake around my heart
It will never stop haunting
It will never stop.

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