Seething at the corners

Between Purgatory and Hell

Feel the scars heal up

While the king is under spell

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No one can truly wash it all away

It's never truly going to be all ok

I've given up on "The Man"

In a lifelong lifetime span

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Breaking at the torn boards

Trying to escape at Liberty Bell

Watch the corners of my skin

Fall apart while I had just fell

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No longer worry of rute and decay

Listen to the music just to feel ok

I've given up player 1 and became a fan

Just pretending I know what it takes while I can