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Someday, sooner than later
You'll have to face what you've done
Be your own hater
Pale face in the sun
Something's changed in you
A new aura around your soul
One in a few
I have to ask, what's your goal?

Surrender to what you've done
The sins committed, the lies told
Your day is soon to come
These excuses are getting old

You reap what you sow
I'd feel sorry if you didn't deserve it
But I promised to let you go
Let you fall into a fiery pit
You created it out of your own will
Actions have consequences after all
I shouldn't have pity, but still
My feelings are as moving as a brick wall

Surrender to what you've done
The sins committed, the lies told
Your day is soon to come
These excuses are getting old

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