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And they told me I would fall down

Better hide inside my bed

And they said this ain't my own town

Just pretending I'm not dead

 

And I told'em, you don't know me

And I'll shut'em out my home

Cause I won't bow till I'm dead, bitch

Till my own words raise a storm

Till my word storm tears you down,

Till my sorrow makes you bow,

Till your wounds will wash my tears

And your tears will leave my eyes,

Till I break all your disguise

All your childish fears and lies

All your/my disgusting pride

Till your ashes leave my mind

Till you're dead, then I shall rise