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Apology II
I dread to live this life that
awaits me
the storm I feel is
not abating
you have your reasons now
to hate me
I see that now, my head's
deflating
I feel so hollow,
dead inside
I killed us with my
foolish pride
I try to run, nowhere
to hide
as deep in me
the pain resides
my conscience is so
overweight
I have become
the man I hate
can't even pin this one
on fate
or something different
that I ate
Goddamn it hurts, but
foolish me
still waits for
my apology
my pride will be
the death of me
but that's the way
it has to be
a special place in hell
awaits me
I gave you all you need
to hate
but those foul words
won't fade away
you know my terms,
and where I'll wait
awaits me
the storm I feel is
not abating
you have your reasons now
to hate me
I see that now, my head's
deflating
I feel so hollow,
dead inside
I killed us with my
foolish pride
I try to run, nowhere
to hide
as deep in me
the pain resides
my conscience is so
overweight
I have become
the man I hate
can't even pin this one
on fate
or something different
that I ate
Goddamn it hurts, but
foolish me
still waits for
my apology
my pride will be
the death of me
but that's the way
it has to be
a special place in hell
awaits me
I gave you all you need
to hate
but those foul words
won't fade away
you know my terms,
and where I'll wait
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