### _No more hiding, I'm peeling back the mask._
### _Going to show'em all, who I think I am?_
### _A man who thinks, who writes, who feels more._
### _His pain, his sorrow, his hidden vulnerability._
### _It's all too intense too contain anymore, It's killing me!_
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### _We only get one chance to live before we die._
### _I want to know what it feels like to live._
### _Played dead for so long I believed I died many years ago._
### _Now time is heavy on my chest, pins me to the grave._
### _Talking with a death rattle, let me clear my throat._
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### _Spent too many years letting my mind cut me up._
### _Taking notes on my arms as I bled out for this world._
### _My own worst enemy stands in the mirror, won't even look at me._
### _A coward's game is one played alone._
### _Know when to lose and walk away._
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### _Had this world on mute, listening to my own self-doubt._
### _Crank up the volume and hear me scream and shout._
### _Crying out for help, can anybody hear me now?_
### _My will without a way, all my vision distorted._
### _A broken piece cannot complete a puzzle._


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