Testo All The Joy You're Ever Known Good Riddance
The secrets you keep
All the pain all the pride
All the poison youæ³e taken
Thatæ¯ killing you inside
Thereæ¯ a manifested bitterness
In all the joy youæ³e known
Thereæ¯ no point in redemption
Some things are better left alone
Iæ³e waited
For freedom from bondage of self
Grow tired of everyone else
Grown cold
Grown sick of the doctrine
The lies that Iæ³e been told
