The skin on my back is healing but I gave you back the knife. My heart's the sheath and I'm bleeding and you're living in the lie. I understand why you were that way. You're not crazy just confused. I've got so much I need to do and nothing left to lose. Your trail of tears leads nowhere, so stop the charade. I'm not the one to blame for all the bad choices that you made.
Thanks to firstname.lastname@example.org for these lyrics
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