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by:  Joe Mangini

You are a hunger not worthy of feeding
You make my heart unworthy of bleeding
You’re a fake smile in a photograph
You’re the gravestone bearing my epitaph

All I had to give I gave to you
After all you’d done I still forgave you
And now what is left when I leave you behind
Is the lack of being blind

You are the migraine in my head
You’re the result of seeing red
You’re toxic waste inside my cup
You only make the sting swell up and my eyes swell shut
 
All I had to give I gave to you
And for all you’d done I still forgave you
And now what is left when I leave you behind
Is the lack of being blind

You were my cure, my heart was pure
I gave you everything
And in return you gave me pain
and deep endaggered suffering

You're the lowest of inferior and farthest from the truth
I’ll reach for all the answers and I'll lose my touch with you

All I had to give I gave to you
Taking all the hurt you put me through
And now what is left when I leave you behind
is the lack of being blind


*i invented the word endaggered...it means: "stuck deep into your core"

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