When you wake me tomorrow
Can be in different skin
Can you rip away the layers
Drenched in all the sin
Can you let me punch a wall
And watch my knuckles bleed
And can you be the one I want
Not the one I ache to need
I don't want forgiveness
Or to be told its all alright
I just want gin the morning
And to hate myself tonight
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