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Something Low From This Way Comes
Things couldn't get any worse in my heard,
I have no control over anything in my life.
There is no satisfaction in admitting anything at all.
Fuck.
I get all my inspiration from the worst of places.
From cynics, to cheats and thieves,
I'm growing into something I never want to meet,
Confining myself into my insecurities,
Confiding myself with my in-secure self.
Heroes learn to die young.
I get all my inspiration from the worst of places.
Don't ask what's wrong with me,
Awkward silence is easy to believe,
I've already marked the pages I never want to read.
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