What would it be, just ask me when you can Before I've done all what I fucking did back than Guilty and filthy things you may all darely think But it's not my fault, the Devild made me to do these
Thought it wrong, that I won't bow Thought it right, that you'll find Me
What would it be, asking myself every day Barely remember those days when I failed Failed and won, the fallen fought inside me And my mouth wasn't care enough to say
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