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Take the cup of delusion This empty hole inside Drinks the wine of remorse And giving cause to stumble It's sobering, the changes Chorus: Don't turn around Blotting out the stains of nonsense And drenched in this desire Spilling from an empty cup You bury guilt like sin Hurling smiles and judgments The blatant tone of your soul Creates a blackness deep within
This vein of tenderness.
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