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Irony

She tells me I’m the one to blame Darling, this is all just a game So much to gain in the time you burn I think it’s about time you learn Rub the poison into your skin Toxic as the vulgarity of your sin As purifying as gasoline I think you’re a little mean They tell me their just thoughts I’ve wasted time with what I’ve fought King and crown of decadence Just some mindless self-indulgence Saturated, crimson teeth For a short time, we’re all free Another night of enlightenment Too premature, but so prominent Pay the token for a blood stain Most think it comes free with the pain Fractured structure; break me down Too long I’ve been numb Until now Take another breath This will be your last There will be no second glances No calm before the storm This is final moment The last second Close your eyes Here it comes The highest point in your life Take the check in your hand And the bullet in your back Fool

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