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Come to know them and what makes them burn
Take out your aggressions and alleviate the hurt
Fueled by some loss we'll never know
I sit down now, cause I'm not playing with you
Abusing, amusing, your peers and all your demons
In passive, aggression, accusing all else but you
Hurt the ones, you've grown to love
You feed on them embitterment refills your empty soul
Release it into them your sharp words, alcohol enhanced
Fueled by guilt your checkered past, you had the last word
Laugh at me as I sit this one out, and they're dancing around me, afraid
Come to know them and what makes them burn
Take out your aggressions and alleviate the hurt
Fueled by some loss we'll never know
You give me strenght to call it, weak
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