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Chevelle Family System
I'm tired of your open mouth,
Crawling inside my skin.
Endless pain we never quit,
The fight within that prides begun,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.

Urrahh!

Forget the time I said I would,
Replace it with I never will.
Beyond the facts held in your face,
Ignore the facts beyond your nose,
Saying it's too late,
What a man's got he'll learn to hate.

Grow up.

Now without meaning,
No response, no revealing.

Just grow up!

Wrong!
Wrong!
Wrong!
Wrong!