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Every morning I work up disappointed that I’d woken up

Everythings broken, so we are the fixer of broken things

You and me have to choke to survive

Any fool can see everything is corrupt

Trouble over Bridgewater

People want answers to questions they’re afraid to ask

I tried to live alone

The ongoing conversations with angels and demons

Where did I go wrong? I lost a friend, Somewhere along in the bitterness
