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Tell me, do you feel?
Are you real?
Do you seem satisfied within yourself?
Cause there was some times in my life
Where I had to cut the strings loose
Didn't know what to do
I couldn't see the beautiful world
That was in front of you
And I was begging for forgiveness
But I couldn't forgive myself
And I was screaming out for help

It was murder to the mind
There was blood on my hands
Fire in my soul /x3

So tell me where'd the time go
And where it stops
Nobody really knows
And I throw my hands up
I surrender to the night
Kiss the pain away
And no, I never wanna see your face again

But I was picking apart, picking apart
Picking apart at the good days
Trying to find myself I emerged from a fog haze
6 months strong I don't know where the time has gone
But I tell my mama, do you think she'd be proud?
I tell my father put two feet on the ground
'Cause I was only screaming out for help

It was murder to the mind
There was blood on my hands
Fire in my soul /x3

[Instrumental]

Murder to the mind
Blood on my hands
Fire in my soul

It was murder to the mind
Fire in my soul

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