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1. Self Lamentations There you are in the door With your pictures on the floor There's a gun in my hand Maybe this will finally end I'm looking back at all these years And I'm starting to grow tears Thinking about the times we shared I always knew that you'd be there So I thought it might all end These wounds we share you cannot mend I thought you loved and needed me But all this pain has leaded me To lay this gun down

2. Dad's Song Times are rough, I don't understand this pain The hurt has never been so bad But people still go on day to day but Now you're gone, and you were here just yesterday Now I look for a shoulder to cry on There is no one else around How do you block this out so easily? How do you take this and run? I don't know how but I will I will make it through the pain You have to try and stand the pressure You have to try to stand the pain Dad I will miss you, but I'll Go on I will make you very proud of me I will take this pain and hide it in But I'll see you soon again

3. Soapbox You think you're so high and mighty So quick to judge the things I do But if you stop and think it over You'll see you do the same things too So get off your soapbox made of words Before your actions push you off Let go of your self righteousness Before it gets the best of you You think I can't go on without you You'd like to think so anyway You know you're not so high and mighty And for that you are afraid Your words have dug a hole Your actions pushed you in Open your eyes and take a deep breath 'Cause you'll be alone in the end

4. Blind You can't see, we can't realize What this world has turned to We're trapped in all this Poverty, killing, and hatred How can we not see What we're doing to ourselves? How can we be so blind? Blinded by tragedy And blinded by our hate How can we be so blind? Surely we can see See this lies our fate Can you help me escape? Can you help me find my way? Why can't you help me now? Someone please help me get out