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False alarm, theres no sympathy for time cut short |
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The mind is numb to the feelings hooked on life support |
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To sustain this dead world |
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Brain alive with faulty wires that run their eyes |
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Lost in hotels with Bibles under TV guides |
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Kill them all and hope things get much better |
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Were all addicts looking for the next fix |
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Why do we always stare into the headlights? |
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We can only burn the witch one time |
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Were falling like power lines |
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Its too late to start over |
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Burned alive, but one at a times not fast enough |
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Adrenaline pumps from the silent screams they hear from up above |
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Kill them all |
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And let God make more killers |
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Its entertainment for the massive empty graves |
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Why do we always stare into the headlights? |
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We can only burn the witch one time |
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Were falling like power lines |
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Its too late to start over |
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Sanding wide eyed, they get chills |
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Waiting for the next one |
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To burn down |
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Whats at stake is more than just the martyr |
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Its us all |
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Even as heat rises, well watch some smoke fall |
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What if the departed hoped to be something while you were pointing fingers like a gun? |
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Is it so hard to see both sides of this? |
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Your answer is not the only one |
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You are not the only one |