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I've shed these tears a hundred times.
The bottles are broken, my well runs dry.
All these painful words make this much harder.
You have no place here, I've left and so should you, should you.

These chains that bound me from this place.
Tonight is the last night you will see my face.
These chains that bound me from this place.

One in our waistband*
One in our right hand.
We are coming out shooting.
One in the torso.
One through the forehead.
We are coming out shooting.

You can't mess with us and leave with your life.

It won't be long till I come back, a week I swear.
We are a challenge that I am willing to take.
You are a promise that I will not break.
You are a commitment that I will make.

What have you done, how could you make.
This body of mine tremble and shake.
Never have I dreamt to feel this way.

I can believe what it's come down too, controlling every resource makes us stronger far more superior to.
Corrupt governments challenge it's youth refrain provoked watching us with detest passing judgement on you.
I'm so sorry for interrupting you, I have no clue you wanted to share this with the rest of us, were we even worthy of it's presence.
None of this makes any, any fucking sense, why was I not chosen over you, how could they decide so irrationally, how could they decide.
I can believe what it's come down too, controlling every resource.
Sins of our fathers [2x]
Now we're fighting back, feel the Enders drawing near.
When you're face to face with the real reason we're all still here.

The coldest winter months.
You will keep me warm.
This will run through.
Until forever as I have kept.
All those nights.
I have wept.
I'm drowning in pools that don't even exist.

You know what I hate?
When I'm awake and dreaming

Pry this wish from my cold dead hands
My lifeless body will point you in the right direction
As my cold gray eyes stair you down and you explode

Cause I'm awake and dreaming

You're poison, and I'm taking you in.
With every breath I'm dying.
I'm dead.

And I hope it does, because it took away two years
And possibly the rest of your life.

And I'm not sorry because this is the path that I chose

Let's pretend that in the end we wouldn't have fallen down.
Instead we'll stand on our feet again, let's pretend.
The day that the starving man never bit me.
This blood drenched man, seemed to cry for help, as he stared at me, his eyes were changing.
Rising to his feet, incapacitated, puking violently, charging straight for me.
With his mouth opened wide drooling intensely, I leaped the fence and ran inside.
In the house I hide, barricading everything, what would come next?
Terrified, running up the stairs, finally found the shotgun kept under my bed.