In my head.
I'm a one-man revolution.
Come and witness our evolution.
This society has become a pool of pollution.
There is no other solution.
Other than to join in my persecution.
We should have known.
We should have got better.
I could have got better.
Says my bloodstained letter.
You were everything to me.
Such a tragedy.
I've been wronged one hundred times over.
There is no such thing as a lucky four-leaf clover.
I've got a lifetime of words to say.
I pray that father time slows down each passing day.
I need to get them out.
It's what I'm really about.
We should have known.
We should have got better.
I could have got better.
Says my bloodstained letter.
You were everything to me.
Such a tragedy.
One sweet day I'll be coming home.
Until then.
Live again.
Stop giving in.
To the demons within.
Live again, my friend.
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