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BT (August 21,1990 / Canyoufixit, Yeswecan)

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Staring me down.
Feeling your eyes rip into my skin,
through my broken heart, my missing part
you see right through me.

Things are better.
You think you made the right choice,
but even after the fight, you loose your sight.
You took the wrong turn,
you're on the wrong path again.

Try and Fix everything.
You know you can do it.
Turn around, whys everyone down?
They ask you to help them,
you can't help them all.

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