look down at the road that you walk
covered with the marks that you left on it
the path is always the same
covered with the blood that you lost
pick up the pieces
that are around you
pick up the pieces
that all define you
with all of the times
with all of the hurt
again and again and again you continue abusing it all

pick up the pieces
that are around you
pick up the pieces
that all define you
your doing it to yourself
your not alright you need help
dont feed me your bullshit
getting closer to a bullet
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your doing all of this to yourself
your not alight you fuckin need help
dont you dare and try to fuckin lie to me
your getting closer to a gun and your gonna bleed
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