Rest in peace, my old self mirror
My lungs dry out, so insincere
I guess that's what you get to hear
So hear me hear you

Shot down like a covered fool
Ironic, like my neighbors pool
So fed up with your twisted sin
So where do I begin

There's so many ways to say this
There's so many ways

Final stage is to get away
Don't you dare let me stay
It's got to be this way
Final stage is to get away
Don't you dare let me stay
It's got to be this way

There's so many ways to put this
There's so many ways


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