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The illnes |
The Scar Pt. 1
A prize is place upon the stair
But know that I,
I don't always seem to know what's best
Clean me up and say you care
make me feel again,
close the doors and say things will be okay
Let's hope this becomes
Something worth while
Your pedestal is poorly built
So see,
Like before, this memory of you will surely melt
These subliminal messages
seem so,
unnecessary, take them off of the air...
Let's hope this becomes
Something worth while
This scar, this memory
Hurts as much as it pleases me to see
I've tried
Tried not to lie
Make it seem right
heal this scar
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