[Intro Helena Marie] Friday. Friday morning I told Ken, called him up and said did you still love me? I hurt myself, and he said what did you do? I told him what I did. Kind of felt really bad about it. But what could I do? [Song Tim McIlrath] Reap my soul I whisper cruel words that only I can hear I dream in a never ending line of tragedy! Reap my soul! Disposition neckbraced by insecurity Let freedom ring in my ears painfully Muffle this bell with the hand of pessimism And stuff the gun and render it useless You cant stop this thought Like a passing trainwreck It barrels through my brains, paralyzing In this state your words Become the daggers and And Im left bleeding These wounds of trust I know As tunnel vision creates My only sanctuary As hope manifests Itself in the thought of an end This dying breath Reap my soul! Cause Im not sure I can go on Now drag me down into your world Replace my heart with your machine And see if it still bleeds and see if it still bleeds Ill cover my tracks so you cant trace This accident to me Become my enemy Become my enemy Become my enemy Become my enemy Reap my soul! Now my eyelids have become my enemies I fight them to save myself from the scene As the groundworks for my nightmares Is created here I stand helpless to this chaos in my head And yet the chaos stands Beautifully now Like a carefully designed city of conformity And Ill keep you awake tonight And Ill hurt you until sunrise In this attempt to displace This pulsing attack on my sense Reap my soul! Cause Im not sure I can go on Now drag me down into your world Replace my heart with your machine And see if it still bleeds and see if it still bleeds Ill cover my tracks so you cant trace This accident to me Drag me down now! Drag me down now! Drag me down now! Drag...! Drag me down now! Drag me down now! Drag me down now! Drag me down now!
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