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I know a group of people
They sit inside their chairs and talk
Disgust in all the things that they see
They see all sorts of small things
The kind of things you wouldn't notice
Or find until they make it easy

And then you only see that
It burns a hole inside your eyes
And mind and then you have to change it
But it's so complicated
You think you scrubbed it all and it's back
With you and it is darker than before

Sometimes they talk about me
I tried to stop them oh but i can't
They just persist they have to make you hear them
They tear me up so easy
They know my flaws, they know my past
They know the things i'd rather keep away

Cold sidewalk i can't breathe just stop