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Suffer

Suffer

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Can’t take the toxic guilt like you can.

It eats me alive. I die from within.

It will not surrender. It makes me grow

Weak.

I loathe what I am. For you, what you’ve

Done to me.

 

Just take a taste, you said.

Just take a taste, for your head.

Just take a taste, just take a bit.

Well, I did and you see that it’s making

Me sick.

 

Can’t understand how you live with the

Pain.

I have to vomit just to make it through

The day.

My mind is pure shit, and it’s taking its

Toll.

On my eyes, and my heart, and my lungs,

And my soul.

 

Suffer

Come see the weak bleed.

Suffer

Come give me what I need.

Suffer.



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