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| "Years of Hurt" 8/5/03 |
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| Dust sweeps away the years of hurt Waiting for that fatal instrument to insert Death is inevitable as you have been scarred Like a chronic alcoholic barred Life is just one big jump That you never seem to make No matter what you do and how hard you try In the sun you constantly fry It's like someone out there doesn't want you to be More than the average person could see Sometimes critical, sometimes helpful This dream never ends Around and around we go In this tortute chamber This alchemical death spot Becomes our bones' dust Blood red fires burn where you once lived Your future destroyed your past Destroyed by that bolt of confidence Like a huge lightning blast Now you are controlled by greed and you are out for all you can get You don't see it but you brush others aside You will find out one day just how it feels To be at the bottom of this particular landslide |