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Walls come crashing down upon my head.
Feels just like I heard my best friend's dead.
Burn away my hopes and dreams.
Deeds look darker than they seemed.
There's another man with her in bed.
Packing up my clothes leave her the key.
Won't make any martyr out of me.
Whiskey flows to numb the pain.
Dulls the memories in my brain.
Things I can't control mean less to me.
Wander through the fog without a map.
Simple seems complex so many traps.
Sorting through a million lies.
No, I wouldn't rather die.
I hope that S.O.B. gives her the clap.
Walls come crashing down upon my head.
Feels just like I heard my best friend's dead.
Burn away my hopes and dreams.
Deeds look darker than they seemed.
There's another man with her in bed.
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