When it Rains
Millions
Millions die
Sell your soul
Your God will cry
Make your mark
And Cut It deep
Curse the day your life was saved
Make it all
It all hurts today
Poisoned soul to celebrate
Ticking Ticking
And walk away
I’ll take the blame
It’s the price I pay
The Pain I’ve caused
The Glass Prison to my Shame
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