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Heel RunSpit on her being, cuss out her parentsShag all her friends and scream out your larynx Do all your worst to keep her on leaving You do it for her, though she'll never see it This is your heel run Let slip the wrath and the pain See, you're set up To play the part Of one who rejects The finer art of love and redemption And she's the star That breaks away Raise your head, child Time to be the bad man Let all your spikes out And don't be sad "Some thrive on mangled love How feeble they stumble No sanctum, nor due reward Like a moth to the blue light" Call it a hex, this thing you endure Enter the abyss, you've unlocked the door The key was in you, from since you were born Flower of life dies reshaped into thorns Commit to your heel run Let slip the wrath and the pain So now you know just what it takes To mend something that breaks That was not for you to handle In any case Not in this life Raise your head, child Time to be the bad man Let all your spikes out And don't be sad "Some thrive on mangled love How feeble they stumble No sanctum, nor due reward Like a moth to the blue light" This is your heel run Let slip the wrath and the pain Commit to your heel run Let slip the wrath and the pain |