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  • This hatred is growing strong I know longer hang on
    to those words you said, you tell me what to love
    but yet you forget about us, I soon lose control
    and I'm left in a burning corpse
    knocking against your soul
    your words are blisters, poisonous
    your forget what was told
    you told me not to let you go, hang out in the cold
    so I keep you in warmth as you let me freeze
    Dead? not yet! its torture you let me endure
    why am I thinking this
    oh yeah now I see your true colors
    behind those pretty eyes, hides a monster full of lies
    now you are no longer the monster, I am!
    so why have I fallen beneath you?
    you deceived me, as I bleed your words, you are all I need
    but you refuse to let me breathe....Dead? Not yet!

    Your cursed me into this
    you blame me for all of it!
    you declare war on me
    and I take every hit
    the smoke of barren laid waste,
    to me? not yet! Those bullets
    from your gun!
    Why must I sacrifice my life over you?
    Was I given the choice? Yes, Do I still have a choice? No
    I now know why it ended like this,
    Those years and memories missed? Yes
    The rain, the rain brings comfort from you
    I stare across this empty house, silence? No
    A mirror on the wall, reflection
    As I grow to feel forlorn towards you
    A man I once knew, no longer there
    nothing but an open chest with a black blood
    Has my heart gone cold? No! still beating
    Inside the black is red, inside the red is you
    I fell pretty hard for you, I no longer fear you
    but you still drag me on, til I reach deaths gates
    I do nothing as you pull me in
    I guess this is truly Love before Hate

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