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This refusal to grow up, running around in circles, <br />going to sleep, waking up with this constant doubt<br />"Am I making the right choice or am I just accepting what others say life is all about?"<br /><br />So there he stands in front of a broken window with bleeding knuckles, <br />gazing at his own reflection<br /><br />He looks at himself in disbelief <br />Looking back on his life, was it worth it?<br /><br />With his eyes staring down into the ground instead of looking forward<br />He clenches his fist, picks up another bottle to kill the questions and soothe the pain<br />all he leaves behind is this stain...of blood on the sidewalk<br /><br />With a broken spirit and sold out dreams, <br />he wakes up and washes the dried tears from his face<br />"I know now that I made the wrong choice, <br />but the choice was never mine to make in the first place"<br /><br />So there he stands in front of a broken mirror with bleeding knuckles, <br />gazing at his own reflection<br /><br />He looks at himself in disbelief <br />Looking back on his life, was it worth it?<br /><br />With his eyes staring down into the ground instead of looking forward<br />He clenches his fist, swallows another pill to kill the questions and soothe the pain...<br />and in time the rain will wash away the memories that remain of a man who came and left <br />leaving nothing but a stain...of blood on the sidewalk
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This refusal to grow up, running around in circles, <br />going to sleep, waking up with this constant doubt<br />"Am I making the right choice or am I just accepting what others say life is all about?"<br /><br />So there he stands in front of a broken window with bleeding knuckles, <br />gazing at his own reflection<br /><br />He looks at himself in disbelief <br />Looking back on his life, was it worth it?<br /><br />With his eyes staring down into the ground instead of looking forward<br />He clenches his fist, picks up another bottle to kill the questions and soothe the pain<br />all he leaves behind is this stain...of blood on the sidewalk<br /><br />With a broken spirit and sold out dreams, <br />he wakes up and washes the dried tears from his face<br />"I know now that I made the wrong choice, <br />but the choice was never mine to make in the first place"<br /><br />So there he stands in front of a broken mirror with bleeding knuckles, <br />gazing at his own reflection<br /><br />He looks at himself in disbelief <br />Looking back on his life, was it worth it?<br /><br />With his eyes staring down into the ground instead of looking forward<br />He clenches his fist, swallows another pill to kill the questions and soothe the pain...<br />and in time the rain will wash away the memories that remain of a man who came and left <br />leaving nothing but a stain...of blood on the sidewalk
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