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36 Crazyfists Bitterness The Star

: I'm not sick, I'm just a boy Sifting through the newfound lie And I'll be crawling through these ashes and dissecting all these flies Since the sun

: Nothing new for you now, how can you bury? Filling up all your eyes and never swearing With your embrace I receive, receive the enemy Is this the

Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain Stare

: Am I allowed to breathe Am I allowed to counter Words that don't believe And words that don't matter And soon I'll sigh And forget them all Only

: Cave in and try to take away All that I have, all I betray... So much damage I've done Well this I know, that I just fail Turn me on me Turn me on

: Soon I will be falling down The way I always And I remember falling And I remember crawling... Still I'm falling... Have you come down From all

: A classroom circle slowly drifts on... I knew right then I'd carve your name, so I... Save your charity it's gone too far now as it seems I drive

machines Questioning if I should even be here I won't make that same mistake And taking to bed all these things that I hate I will complain, I will complain Stare

I've got myself deep this time Tons of frustration builds in mine And it shows me nothing It shows me nothing at all Circle the drain Backward solace