(1) Knowing who you are is one thing, but denying who you were is something you can never forget.
(2) Sometimes I sit back and let the wind paint on my face, I wish the clouds had the answers, and the dark ones are filled with hate.
(3) Thinking of the pain you caused me, and all the lies only makes my mind expand with why's. I walk at night, the sky is filled with deadly cries.
(4) I wash my hands with the blood I drained from your sore, I'm calling you in the name of love, I assume it's not making you whole.
(5) After knowing what you did, I only ran and hid. but now I know what the truth is.
(6) I wish I could just run, run until there is nothing left. Tiring winds my love kept, my heart, the beat swept.
(7) I want to be what you said never to become, not obeying you is what I dream of the most. I said once you are the virus, I am the host.
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