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Come to terms with what you are Ultimately you've failed yourself You make your own luck in this world That's something you're short on That's your problem now Nothing from me, you're on your won Thank you for nothing So walk your own mile, and see how far it is I've come Here is a self made man, so it can be done You an architect of your own demise Use a mirror as a tool it's now time to reflect my friend I've carried you this far I owe you nothing more You can't stop that burning, that feeling Embarrassed by everything you've done Now your stomach churns That sickness, you feel it resented by everything you love You can't live like this Here is a self made man, so it can be done You an architect of your own demise Why won't you wake up When will you see what I see here is a self made man, so it can be done You an architect of your own demise From Letras Mania