Knuckle Puck - Home Alone | Текст песни

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these hands are broken and calloused, but nobody seems to notice.
and you yelled it into permanence.
have you ever come to hate the very thing that you helped to create?
cause that’s how i feel everyday.

i am expendable, but i guess that’s just the way things go.
i’m a ghost in foreign postal codes losing faith in what brings you hope.


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