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This day has been coming

I can feel it for some time

I need to get away

I need to clear my mind

Try to tell myself things will be fine

The great corruptor

Master of lies, keep stringing it along

Beating a dead horse

Your words are merely a dead corpse

Your words are merely a dead corpse

This day has been coming

I can feel it for some time

I try to tell myself

Things will be fine

The great corruptor, master of lies

Coming to take me away

No words can, describe the way I feel

Haunted by the ghost of you

Now I see surrounding me

So unsure, no one cares

Your presence distracting me

Make me pay, let me stay

No one cares, I don't care

Idle time, out of place