This is only a test and i'm left empty again
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no choice words to save my already stolen carcass
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so weak i carve it in these walls in this flesh
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the scars remind me of how i'm weak
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and how i'm but when the time is right i sit back and i laugh
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and i walk away as it drowns good-bye my mistake never to be visited again
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A Good Feeling
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| Training For Utopia |
