It may cost me everything, to follow,
already been through hell and back
Since were into counting the costs we know exactly how much itæ¯ worth
Can I say the anger always builds up, easily, taken to point of
So far, to the brink that I donæ° even recognize myself anymore
This cracked mirror life just ainæ° for me
Stiff necked rebellion retreat
Itæ¯ like someone is knocking at my heart
I canæ° recognize my face from before
No more excuses from these lips, darkness will never steal true light
True light, since we are into counting the costs
we know how much itæ¯ worth
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