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Filled up to the the brim with no release
Fed with lies and not forgiveness
How can we fix our mistakes
When we don't know what they are

Corrections, contusions, they're all the same
Everything feels the same
But nothing changes
When the pain is gone
Everything is pain

Spit it out
It's not worth holding back
Nothing is worth protecting
When it's my life on the line
Of course, don't risk anything for me
I'm not worth it

I will come back to haunt to you
With the anger I possess
Everything is your fault
My life, my depression
Everything that tortures me

Demands unanswered
You will pay for everytihng you've done