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Terrorized and haunted, by actions of past
A gun to his head, and awaiting the blast...
Looking, into a mirror
Seeing, what I thought was me...
He cried out for help, no one was there,
nobody listened, they didn't care...
To the last moment of my life, to the people who...
You've pushed me so, and dug my hole...
"To the world I know as home,
I speak in words filled of sorrow...
The fire is hot and fierce.
I am backed up against the wall...
Standing alone, naked and wet in the bathroom
I feel like I am in my own costume...
And so it came to be
this isolation that I am...