Misfortunate Sons Push It Away
Push it away, keep it out of your head
That's what you told yourself over and over again
But the thought kept spreading
Like terminal cancer, you couldn't get over it
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All you see
Is a perfect reflection of your imperfection
And a theme that keeps recurring (over again, over again)
Unavoidable failure that's endlessly pending your arrival
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So you abandon what you know
Just turn away and go
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Fear won't leave you alone