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I'm staring back into my own eyes
not knowing the man that I see.
f not for them, if not for me seeing who I was turning into,
believing in what I preached.
Our vision's burnt,
we stand no chance to see the change in our advance.
To take a breath and let it show,
it’s breaking me, this place called home.
I'm not ashamed of the man that I’ve turned into.
I made my own way.
I made enough to fucking fill you up with the pain
and the guilt that I live with every day.
Our vision's burnt,
we stand no chance to see the change in our advance.
To take a breath and let it show,
it’s breaking me, this place called home.
This place called home.

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