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17 old problems
17 old pains
17 new tear drops
falling from my weary eyes
put me down so I may sleep
through the hell you gave to me
wish I may and wish I might
I can't forget that final night
17 old problems
17 old pains
17 new scars
written across my wrist
with whispers of death in every carving
daring you to fall my darling
should I trust you, should I lust you
17 old problems
17 old pains
17 new promises
being broken everyday
how is to keep a promise never made
when you live to die and kill to live
is it any wonder you have
17 old problems
17 old pains
17 years wasted through your lifetime
when all you know is fear
and denial of the heart
when these trioubled world shall fall apart
will you fall through the cracks of thier lies?
so heres to 17 new years
Filled with pain inside your heart
The kind you just can't get away from
and 17 new promblems
brought on by stress and fear
heres to you my little darling
and the hell you put me through