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| Bitter wine Nothing left for me to hide This pain I kept inside I redirect to scar your face With bitter words for you to taste Take your hate Held in fear As your wounds Slowly tear At the fact That you can't be A father to me This wine has spilled I can't trust blood The pressure's built I've had enough You'll never find What i have seen Hiding colors Corrupt gleam Take your hate Held in fear As your wounds Slowly tear At the fact That you can't be A father to me |
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| A cynic of (dis)content Sadness flows from open pores Like blood and salt upon these shores A time away from your control Gives my heart time to mend my soul The love of one My angel in disguise Can never replace The innocence of skies Still blue and fresh But none the less I miss them so I must confess Of all the things I could have done The warmth I lost In a burnt out sun But time can't save My wasted years Nor could the ocean Return my tears I will make it You will see You can't stop it You can't stop me |
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