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I guess I'm still angry
 I'm still punching walls that look like you
 I drop kicked an old lady
 She didn't do anything
 There are consequences for inactions, too
 No common words
 I've no way to curse you and your burnt skin
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 I'm still seeing red
 Dropping excuses like dead skin
 Ignoring bruises like children
 Jumping out of every window left open
 And catching every branch on my way down
 No ornate tomb or unmarked headstone
 I've no place to mourn you so I won't
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 You know I'm still pissed after a life tempestuous
 Unless you can rise from the dead I'll die like this
 

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04:09
Tempo
88 BPM

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