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Pre-order the album: iTunes: This is a breath that I have to take. Feel my lungs ignite, letting you know who I really am and what’s on my mind. Never did I think it would come to this. Building in my head, I’m sick and tired of being pushed around. But right fucking now I hate everything. I hate everyone. My thoughts are fading in and the weight is pushing me down deeper in my grave, but I cannot escape if I’m already underground, beneath the agony