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What I Am
I see faces in the sky
Of sad forgotten souls.
Low-down, decaying joy,
No hope to keep me whole.
No breeze to comfort me,
No love to save my mood.
Sunlight burns into me,
Unbranded solitude.
How many times can I ignore
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I forgive
I want to die but still I live.
Too many thoughts demanding,
What's a man to do.
Too many pains of old
Call out the pains of new.
I squeeze my head so hard
To force the demons out.
Dark angels laugh at me
And all that I'm about.
How many times can I ignore
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I forgive
I want to die but still I live.
I can't go on.
I hate myself.
I can't let go
Of what I am.
A poison mind corrupts
The fabric of my soul.
I rip apart the script
But still I play the role.
How many times can I ignore
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I forgive
I want to die but still I live.
How many times can I ignore
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I forgive
I want to die but still I live.
I can't go on.
I hate myself.
I can't let go
Of what I am.
I can't go on.
I hate myself.
I can't let go
Of what I am.
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Of what I am.
I can't let go
I hate myself.
I can't go on.
Of what I am.
I can't let go
I hate myself.
I can't go on.
I want to die but still I live.
How many times can I forgive
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I ignore
I want to die but still I live.
How many times can I forgive
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I ignore
But still I play the role.
I rip apart the script
The fabric of my soul.
A poison mind corrupts
Of what I am.
I can't let go
I hate myself.
I can't go on.
I want to die but still I live.
How many times can I forgive
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I ignore
And all that I'm about.
Dark angels laugh at me
To force the demons out.
I squeeze my head so hard
Call out the pains of new.
Too many pains of old
What's a man to do.
Too many thoughts demanding,
I want to die but still I live.
How many times can I forgive
The devil standing at my door.
How many times can I ignore
Unbranded solitude.
Sunlight burns into me,
No love to save my mood.
No breeze to comfort me,
No hope to keep me whole.
Low-down, decaying joy,
Of sad forgotten souls.
I see faces in the sky
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