I didn’t want to be there to watch you die
So now I’ll never get a chance to say good-bye
Later tomorrow standing right here
For you’ll I’ll shed one colder tear
Show me in the end it’s all right
Tell the world who you really scar
Heading down, no longer amongst ourselves
You slide, holding onto your secrets
I know what you did but now it’s all right
We forgive you for being the bigot you are
I resemble saddened, darkened, mad side of myself to scar the world
When you take off my mask, you will tremble with fear
To pry me off, you’ll have to tare me away
But tomorrow morning I’ll still get to wake up to a brand new day
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