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Hell ain’t where I’m going, it’s where I’ve been Humiliation on my face since I was six I’m sick of laughing just to smother all the thoughts That left me shaking when I think back far enough So come with me, into the depths of my mind Come face to face with everything that I tried to hide I don’t want it, I wish it was a dream Take this old life and cut these bad days out of me A prisoner to somber days Mama, Do you remember the fear in my eyes When he trapped you in the room? I grabbed my brother and I We ran for our lives And just like that night, I tremble as I write this Reliving things through my eyes They’re mine but I don’t want them My “forever” problem A prisoner to somber days Let the reaper hold my hand and take it all away
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