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I won fall with you -
Don fall with me.
Weak inside today?
Glassy eyed from too much pain?
Selected humans overcome
Still to think beyond the rage.
Whispered words to stab
The one who left you sad.
Nothing gained
But youl destroy what you can have.
What makes the hurting feel good?
What makes the hurting feel good?
Youe down but not out and doing things you never should.
Hard words for us, the discontent
Prime directive: to heal, not resent.
Hard words -
Desist the hate cloaked as defense.
Someone final day;
Emotion reaches through the pane.
In happiness the spite
Is infallibly betrayed.
White knuckles grip the chair,
Anticipating stares;
Resentment germinates into retributive hate.
What makes the hurting feel good?
What makes the hurting feel good?
Youe down but not out and doing things you never should.
Hard words for us, the discontent
Prime directive: to heal, not resent.
Hard words -
Desist the hate cloaked as defense.
Hard words for us, the discontent
Prime directive: to heal, not resent.
Hard words -
Desist the hate cloaked as defense.
The times when justice is just inflicting...
Hard words for us, the discontent
Prime directive: to heal, not resent.
Hard words -
Desist the hate cloaked as defense.
Hard words for us, the discontent
The times when justice is just inflicting, mere psychological greed.
Don fall with me,
With me,
With me,
With me.