Locked up
Knocked up
Certainly not prepared for my close up
So hand me your death cup
Stick beside my wounded soul
Can't control the aura of the room
I'm just a character in a role
God only knows how you've presumed
I'm a cluster fuck so to speak
Fell into the lost
I suppose you could say I'm on a losing streak
I think I've paid for my sins, but at what cost?
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