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You brought this on yourself |
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The lack of a barrel forced into your mouths |
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Proves your actions won't be without retribution |
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Break down |
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Bloodshed, a sign of weakness |
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Just know you'll get what you deserve |
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Who do you think that you are? |
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Barring your teeth like the smile of the one with a blade in his sleeve |
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The thorns that line your back are all it took to slit the arms that took you in |
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Just who do you think that you are? |
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Suicide king dying to be seen |
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An image to build, cover you up |
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The damage is done |
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Just let them fight fight fight |
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So they never have to face themselves |
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40 days, it will all be over |
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You'll vanish with the flood |
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Bloodshed, a sign of weakness |
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Just know you'll get what you deserve |
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Who do you think that you are? |
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Barring your teeth like the smile of the one with a blade in his sleeve |
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The thorns that line your back are all it took to slit the arms that took you in |
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Just who do you think that you are? |
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Suicide king dying to be seen |
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An image to build, cover you up |
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The damage is done |
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Just let them fight fight fight |
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So they never have to face themselves |
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Before you're too far gone |
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What will it take to drop your arms and learn |
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It's not too late |
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Burdened with the weight of your disguise, you'll sink like a stone |
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And collapse from neglect with the rest of your unknowns |
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Face yourself |
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Coward you can't face yourself |
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Coward you can't face yourself |
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You know it never fit, so come on |
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What will it take, to drop your arms and learn |
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It's not too late for giving up and letting go, growing up |
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Before you are you're too far gone |
