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Shame
Triangular instigator
What might you be waiting for
Your whore on the corner
She isn't there anymore
And all those lies you told
Are finally catching up
Looks like this time, you're completely out of luck
Your burgundy dreams are blazing to fire
Now the acid rain is eroding your empire
The beautiful lady that was resting in your bed
Turns out she was just made up in your head
Your television reflects two worlds in one
You started a dozen fights and finished none
Those whispers you hear in the middle of the night,
Are full of darkness, not of light
You can't take back what you've become
Only face all these things you have done.
