Текст песни Born On The Cusp

You've done your part taken for granted turned in time...Make
this right, I gave up, now give up.
..Everything we ever wanted stayed the same...
Broken bones and cracked skulls feel like sore thumbs
and headaches. To the nail sticking up that gets hammered
down. Blood burning bright upon ripped lips tastes
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These days, I can't be asked to worry about where the
personas have gone...Whether or not they've ever made
sense or to care what they were originally based on.
And all of my good sense has fallen through cracks
and left its mark in other places far deeper than I could ever imagine.
No one here gets out alive. 420 to fill it up.