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Every day, it’s all the same.
They wrap the chain around your neck again.
They pull it tight and never let go
And you’re perfectly content because you’re scared to be alone.

They treat you like a slave but
They call you their friend.
You’re digging your own grave.
You’re dead where you stand,
And you know I speak the truth.
Pull the knife out my back that belongs to you.

Take your time. Think this through.
This whole decision weighs on you.
A slap to the face, a punch to the chest,
Just one more hit you’ll forget the rest.

Why
didn’t you listen to anything I told?
And I
still can’t believe I treated you like one of my own.

Dream of your future asleep in your bed,
but now it’s all for nothing.
You regret those things you did,
and it makes you sick
knowing you can’t take it back.

If you don’t wake up tomorrow
could you say that
you truly lived?

And why
didn’t you listen to anything I told?
And I
still can’t believe I treated you like one of my own
Like one of my own

Too many mistakes were made.
Too many apologies.
I threw them all out with the excuses that you gave to me.

Why
didn’t you listen to anything I told?
And I
still can’t believe I treated you, I treated you
Why
didn’t you listen to anything I told?
And I
still can’t believe I treated you like one of my own

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from January 2020 New Year's Sampler, released January 1, 2020

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