The painful truth hit me hard as a ton of bricks
I got so scared I beat it with a reality stick
Ran to liars lane and cried on loves chest
Then haters told me I was under arrest
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The walls to my soul scream for you to help me
But you let me walk blindly
I trusted you to protect but now I sit balled up on the floor suffering silently
Trying to understand why I keep trying to fight and there's nothing to fight for
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The last battle for the Throne
Funny how they think that all of this is a show
Or, perhaps a intriguing story of some kind
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Lately, I've become accustomed to the way the cold world and how it effects me
Each time I go out in society or hear the wind being cut by the broad edged of my personality
They have no choice but to see I'm a perfect imperfection...
I've almost crashed and burned but I found you while discovering correction.
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