The Pain

I wake up to a smoking gun
The evidence is in your head
There's no proof of guilt or innocence
I'm finished with you taking me through
A line of questioning that feeds you
I must confess I'm here to kill the pain

To kill the pain
What can I do?
How hard I fight
No matter how
How long I've tried

The sword of justice in your hand
You cut me down, sharp like a blade
You make me want to never trust again
I'm finished with you draging me through
More lies and deceipt that feeds you
I must confess I'm here to kill the pain

Doesn't matter, if it mattered
I would never have tried
To save us both from losing our minds
Doesn't matter if you shatter me now
I have to get away
The rain comes
The rain comes
Nothing's gonna buy you time
The rain comes
The rain comes
You know it's gonna come...

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