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when i found the truth it ruined who i was new foundation like clockwork i could not close my eyes i thought i knew hatred; i laugh at that now who i was i could be again this leash i hold wearing thin black to remain clear to move on if i look back, salt will stand still and i will become the useless pillar i could be again in your way vinegar in your eyes strawman argument like clockwork i fail again; my surface intentions i fail again in my deepest intentions all the while black to remain From Letras Mania