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man I use to be

Too much time, thinkin' 'bout all of my mistakes
My  heart grows cold, My soul is on it dying edge
I hunger for life, love what I want to embrace
I walk along the lonely dark  roads

I walk thought the day and night
My soul going weak, Lost is where I’m at
My life has become a debt that I owe

I walk along on cold lonely road’s

kicken it down the street thinkin 'bout everything that went wrong
my eyes cry every time I close them to sleep hopping for my last cold breath
I hope this cold path leads me back where I belong
pay my debt with the soul I hold

got too much pride ,Needing a helping head
Too weak for me to pick up my blame
Down deep inside it’s killin’ me with it pain
Close to my heart is the man I use to be
Written by Kingdom-darkness
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