Put our farewells aside
There's too many things we can't abide
And letting go has never been a trait of mine
Back when the last bit of your sweat has dropped, could you remember the last time you stopped
To hear the wind, to see these shores, to feel and cherish the breath of the world?
I'm taking back what's mine, I still get shivers down my spine
I swear to you that I will take back what's mine, I still get shivers down my spine
Our dissent was spread, now it's way over your head
You can't rely on any word that you've said
This shit's in too deep, and every slope is too steep
There is no way you can escape this but creep
Spare me your fucking disrespectful beliefs
I'm growing tired of every sentence you spit
Raising empires based on routine and rat race
Means only digging our way towards our graves
An eye for an eye, a spine for a spine
I swear to you that I will take back what's mine
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