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Every attempt to... is filled with holes it reads like a polygraph i'm told i'm not bitter anyway let it go i never sleep still lest i forget tied down by handicaps instead i'm not bitter anyway, but i didn't want it to turn out this way sing a long goodnight, forfit any fight refuse to rest assured it comes with no reply hold on too tight hang on every word if it all ended tonight, you know that i wouldn't mind it'd be back to the good old times before it won From Letras Mania