January
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I choose to break away
Wanna bring it back
That which you take from me
Even if it means I gotta go to war with everyone
Who wanted to end my little bit of everything
Guess I'm too mad or too sad to say
I was born in a city
But now I'm living in a confused state
That's full of decay like a toothache
The world can live without me
Still feel blessed inside to speak my mind
And hoping they never doubt me
And through death
Hoping they remember
And never ever will they ever forget about me
If I was just sane
As the rest of you little robots
Then I prefer to be shot
Induce me with the pain
Shoot venom in my veins
Wanna bring it back
That which you take from me
Even if it means I gotta go to war with everyone
Who wanted to end my little bit of everything
Guess I'm too mad or too sad to say
I was born in a city
But now I'm living in a confused state
That's full of decay like a toothache
Still feel blessed inside to speak my mind
And hoping they never doubt me
And through death
Hoping they remember
And never ever will they ever forget about me
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