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CrawlNightmares today my dreams have become now Burdens to me they haunt my life with fouls Hope one day I can let go of this pain Not be reminded of past constant rain Soon I'll be gone and the world will be too Best of luck to them I pray they've been true Principles morals and things we hold dear Here comes the end our last judgment is near Please don't make me crawl back to you again My wounds are deep you can heal them and mend Please don't make me crawl back to you again I can not stand on my own or defend Signs on the wall have been there all along People ignore them thinking that they're wrong Soon they will see that all things come to pass How come this notion simply seems so crass |
