For the reign I'm built, of ashame and guilt
I fall back and take a look
At myself and at what, I have done so far
At the bridge he's up and ready for light
No choice, to go,
Backward, you ass,
Ok, to us,
You're too cold to swing back
Going down I mark my way to hell deep to the obscurity
I play the Radio in everyway in my lifes insanity
Batter up again, "im going on" he said
Curled up on the floor
Find the way to, kill the pain, and
What doesnt kill you, will really make you pissed off
Six-pack, to kill, the pain make it go away
So long, to pack your shot at me
Cuz when you punch me, I bleed
Going down I mark my way to hell deep to the abscurity
I play the Radio in everyway in my lifes insanity
No choice, to go, backward, you ass, ok, to us, your too cold to swing back
Going down I mark my way to hell deep to the abscurity
I play the Radio in everyway in my lifes insanity
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