Hate Mail Comes In August

Troubled thinking

Running into walls again

Duck in shadows

Run between the bullets shot by others stares

Made a thousand mistakes, a thousand mistakes to take us down

(Firing us back to square one)

Drawn and quartered red handed sew me back together

(Together again)

And I knew it was wrong

But I had to be there

I had to be there

I had to be there

I had to be there

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Trying not to run away

A thousand memories, a thousand regrets where's the end

Causes so much pain

Forger the shadows I hit the closure

Tearing out the stitches leaving the holes behind

And I knew it was wrong

But I had to be there

I had to be there

I had to be there

I had to be there

I don't see shit in yesterday

I don't see shit in yesterday

And I say fuck it to yesterday

And I say fuck it to yesterday