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There comes a time
Where men will try
To justify their selfish ways

To run away
From those they owe
And leave the ones they love behind

But who am I
To step on the toes
Of those that chose to walk away

They chose their paths, to walk in contempt
And leave the ones they love behind

Wounded souls

Left behind

Forced to live in a state of existential dread

Wounded souls

Left behind

Forced to live in a state of existential dread

And when they see me, they beg for forgiveness
And when they see me, they cry to come back
They seek redemption, the one I fail to give
For abandoning their dues

There comes a time
Where men will try
To justify their selfish ways

To run away
From those they owe
And leave the ones they love behind

But who am I
To step on the toes
Of those that chose to walk away

They chose their paths, to walk in contempt
And lose the trust they dearly held

Wounded souls

Left behind

Forced to live in a state of existential dread

Wounded souls

Left behind

Forced to live in a state of existential dread

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