It may cost me everything, to follow,
already been through hell and back
Since were into counting the costs we know exactly how much it抯 worth
Can I say the anger always builds up, easily, taken to point of
So far, to the brink that I don抰 even recognize myself anymore
This cracked mirror life just ain抰 for me
Stiff necked rebellion retreat
It抯 like someone is knocking at my heart
I can抰 recognize my face from before
No more excuses from these lips, darkness will never steal true light
True light, since we are into counting the costs
we know how much it抯 worth
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