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Poisoned my life with the bitter drink of you Sweet smell, draws me in Want back the dreams that I knew Lost my soul as I dove head first Can’t see the surface Can’t cure my thirst Can I push it away? Can I forget yesterday? Can I hold on alone? Can I make my will stone? Blinded my eyes with the false joy you gave When you colored my sorrow, You blacked my days Got to shove it away, Got to learn from yesterday, Got to stand all alone Got to make my will stone --CRONIN DETZZ |
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