Hurt Locker - Absolution

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Raging all, the dead end roads of all the things I did before Take a fucking look inside before you try to start a war Dragging through the waters of a past that’s all but dead and gone Be careful what you open up, these wounds have been here far too long Now that you can see the end is nothing but a twisted thing What would you decide inside if you could strike the breath from me? Never won a fucking thing, failure’s what you give to me Hoping that you never see what it is, you break in me I am not your pawn or play thing You don’t know a thing about me Sitting here with my head in my hands No absolution from my sins As the pain it comes again As the pain it comes again Empty bottles, broken glass When will I learn it’s what I deserve? I’ll never see the curve I am not your pawn or play thing You don’t know a thing about me Sitting here with my head in my hands No absolution from my sins As the pain it comes again As the pain it comes again Empty bottles, broken glass When will I learn it’s what I deserve? I’ll never see the curve Raging all, the dead end roads of all the things I did before Take a fucking look inside before you try to start a war Dragging through the waters of a past that’s all but dead and gone Be careful what you open up, these wounds have been here far too long Now that you can see the end is nothing but a twisted thing What would you decide inside if you could strike the breath from me? Never won a fucking thing, failure’s what you give to me Hoping that you never see what it is, you break in me What it is You break in me!
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