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Texty: Goldust. The Tempest. Truth Hits You.


Reality slapped me in the face
got to give up my dreams by now
reality was like a kick in the teeth
cant afford to loose up for now

when will i realize
truth hits you
every fucking day
evil is actually a part of me.

my mind is spilling excuses
as my thoughts run down the drain
my body is a constant refusal
to the things that you cannot repair

time to wake the bastard in me
time for you to see
what i am able to be