Death is only a chapter, so lets rip out the pages of yesterday.






'Cause it's inside the core. You can't touch the secrets if you don't dig through the flesh. You can't feel the gain if you don't open the wounds and hauling the dirt out. You can't speed up the truth by stucking it in. 'Cause it will oozing out. Day by day. Just like the the bloddy wound.



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