Silent with a mouth full of words Regrets dont exist when guilt consumes itself In the time it takes to shed a tear Another memory fades and another moment dies Mark my words, dont cross my path Mark my words, dont cross my path Dont cross my path Mark my words, dont cross my path Mark my words Hide behind the walls that these hands built Every stone was put there with shame And every stone was plastered in my guilt Dry your tears with bloody fists Cease your crying and show me your heart With the blood smeared on such a pretty face Such a pretty face
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