What I've Become
Blank stares from broken men
So withered from the poisons they can't remember when
There were once honest reasons.
It's all the lie, it died a hundred thousand miles ago.
Pretending I'm still here
Justifiy what I've become, sanctify what I've become
Amazing disgrace.. (how) sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me.
Better lost if this
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