Nothing ever stops all these thoughts and the pain attached to them Sometimes I wonder why this is happenin' It's like nothing I could do would distract me when I think of how I shot myself in the back again 'Cause from the infinite words I could say I Put all the pain you gave to me on display But didn't realize Instead of setting it free I took what I hated and made it a part of me
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