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Give them everything they wanted.
Give them everything they wanted,
Everything they craved,
Then leave, and never look back,
Draw pretty pictures over scarred skin,
And don’t forget to cry,
A smoky haze will further impair your vision,
Already blurred from the salty tears that you’ve cried,
And somewhere in the distance, there are arms to hold you tight,
There are hands to restrain you,
Ears to hear your screams, your pleads,
And there is a heart to love you, to cherish you,
To treat you right, to help you fight,
So, here’s to the future,
Let’s not look back.