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10. False Fate

You light another cigarette

And you can smell him on your mattress

And you then begin to wonder

Why the years have left you bleeding


You walk upon this thin high line

And see nothing but the pain inside

You bite your lip and contemplate

How much you're willing to take

And you take a breath and start the leap

No last words will ever speak

Louder than that crack against the ground

But no one's there to hear the sound


Your open eyes couldn't see

The lies and the misery

That were fed to you day by day

And suddenly your vision fades

Is it still there?


No one's there to hear the sound.

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