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Midnight came and went i lie awake and speak with the moon broken in a million pieces again, i numb myself with the substances it’s not the same it may look that way but the faces have surely changed give me the blame and i will bury it deep down and keep it from surfacing swing the noose my way i’ll hang here, i deserve to stay swing the noose my way until i’ve changed my ways never sink this low i remember writing it on my arms looking down at skin, i see where i’ve been and the burn inside my heart how many times can i bring it down here ? how many times can i put it back? From Letras Mania