I'm lying to you now that dignity's mine
Around me the trails of damage
I can't fight with memories I can't find
I will go and I'll find some way
Believe in the pain with a glass in my hand
The walls that surround me
The sickness inside
Are all that consume me now
And I can't fight with memories I can't find
I will go and I'll find some way
Believe in the pain with a glass in my hand
The sound of morning rings in my mind
It's easy to blame me most of the time
I will go and I'll find some way
Believe in the pain with a glass in my hand
The sound of morning rings in my mind
It's easy to blame me most of the time
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