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Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton
Who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complainee

Keep it all to yourself as it eats away your health
The attention, your ambition, it was the root of all your guilt
Fight fire with fire and speak truth with every word you say
The attention, your ambition, it was the root of all your pain

Oh this could really waken you
It could make you or just
break you down
It takes a certain kind of sickness
to stick around

Fell apart in a bad dream,
And throwing punches as hard as you can.

I've been trying to find a way to do it best
To release this tension weighing
It's weighing on my chest
And I don't need to wonder anymore at all
It's the words that you speak to keep me believing

Let this turn to hate (turn to hate)
So I can push this all away