I'll justify while you supply,
Every excuse, as you tighten the noose,
That surrounds your life and all within,
But I'll excuse your every sin.
It's just how I am and how you are,
With every new day is another new scar.
We break ourselves as we waste ourselves,
On each others bones thinking of our homes.
Because now we're lost looking for paradise,
I see a glimpse of it looking in your eyes.
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