11.This Bitter Pill
Walking away. It's not the same as running. Is it to you now
that you've run this in the ground. And you say take this. This
medicine is just what you deserve. Swallow choke and die.
And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth.
One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound.
With its measure only equaled by the power of my stare glaring
over you and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing
out.
It's wearing off and it's leaving you with such a heavy heart
and a head to match. The bottle is waiting the cap is twisted
begging to be used and so are you.
And this bitter pill is leaving you with such an angry mouth.
One that's void of all discretion such an awful tearing sound.
With its measure only equaled by the power of my stare glaring
over and over you this feeling of despair is never wearing out.
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