I am the mess you choose
The closet you cannot close
The devil in you I suppose
Cause the wounds never heal
But everything changes if I could
turn back the years, If you could
learn to forgive me, then I could learn to feel
Sometimes the things I say
In moments of disarray
Succumbing to the games we play
To make sure that it's real.
_staind
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