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I beat his face in so hard in my dreams,A violence explodes in my delicate sleep and it won't let go of meI ditched his remains in the mud by the lakeWindy City huff and blow my only hope away and leave me in disarrayI think it's safe to say you owe me one For all you've doneI'm sick and tired of this 'forgiveness' thingFar too familiar sting -- I don't think I'll get use to itSo I'll wipe the slate clean bit by bitThere's not enough drugs to settle my scoreTo help keep my disgust from expelling forthBut I'll take some moreI think it's safe to say you owe me oneFor all you've doneI'm sick and tired of this 'forgiveness' thingFar too familiar sting -- I don't think I'll get use to itSo I'll wipe the slate clean bit by bitI think it's safe to to say you owe me oneFor all you've doneI'm sick and tired of this 'forgiveness' thingFar too familiar sting -- I don't think I'll get use to itSo I'll wipe the slate clean bit by bit From Letras Mania