Its Coming Back On Me
I've grown such a great tolerance for pain
Until it's become a normal emotion
It give the feeling of walking naked in the rain
Just to clear your head of the world of commotion
It hard accepting things for what they are
But we roll with the punches
Identify lost due to scar after scar
Cause life hands stuff down in bunches
Still back on your feet after all fight is gone
Life hanging by the gallows
Dumbfounded by where you ever went wrong
And now Abandoned by even your shadow
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