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It is an old pain, one of love
It is an old pain
These shards of glass
Deep inside my throat
It is an old pain
This ache inside my veins
Starting at the throat going down
It is an old pain
This pain in my heart
I don't remember it not being there
It is an old pain
Living inside this body
A payment for others mistakes
It is an old pain
On these lips, stained on my hands
Old, and classic this pain is
It is an old pain
Not much else to it
Old as time and just as confusing
These shards of glass
Deep inside my throat
It is an old pain
This ache inside my veins
Starting at the throat going down
It is an old pain
This pain in my heart
I don't remember it not being there
It is an old pain
Living inside this body
A payment for others mistakes
It is an old pain
On these lips, stained on my hands
Old, and classic this pain is
It is an old pain
Not much else to it
Old as time and just as confusing
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