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Im a victim of your pain
But I have no one else to blame but me
There were choices guaranteed
I closed my eyes, and turned the other cheek
Sticks and Stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me so they say
Oh well, yours hurt like hell
You dont own me - I am free
Ill take the high road and pray that it takes me
Company loved misery
Until it chose to change the scenery
Sticks and Stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me so they say
Oh well, yours hurt like hell
Im a fighter on the mend
And I will rise above the world you spin
You fail, I wish you well
Im letting go of you - Im letting go of me
Im letting go of all the things that hold me down emphatically
Im letting go of time Im letting go of space
Im letting go of all the waste Ive carried to this place
Sticks and Stones may break my bones
But words will never hurt me so they say
Oh well, yours hurt like hell
Im a fighter to the end
I have rose above the world you spin
You fail, I wish you well