The view
Carry on
don't look at me...don't call me
with your worthless words
my voice is lost from all the screaming before
circuits and pens...they couldn't change a thing
your apology is so long overdue
i crumble eighteen years
like a sheet of paper, and i set it ablaze
with your worthless words
my voice is lost from all the screaming before
circuits and pens...they couldn't change a thing
your apology is so long overdue
i crumble eighteen years
like a sheet of paper, and i set it ablaze
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