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You are a walking circus without a hold |
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What once was soul is now an empty shell without a heart |
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No scars of blistering pain from independent fights |
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Low kind of appetite for life |
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I'll keep on hating your design of life, your trendy ways through time |
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You are just a pity product of the so-called smart arse mind |
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Every green will ****ing die in you before I'll count to 2 |
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Let me bleed, that's what I need, for you it's far too late |
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Keep your ****ing hands from me |
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Watch me as I bleed |
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Can you hear my cry for chaos |
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Your tears fall like acid rain, you're a breathing battery |
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Material that's what you are, but that wouldn't bring you far |
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Seek into yourself and cry, you're made of flesh as I |
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But you a lie, mirrorblind, wake up as you die |
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Keep your ****ing hands from me |
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Watch me as I bleed |
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Can you hear my cry for chaos |
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You are a walking circus without a hold |
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What once was soul is now an empty shell without a heart |
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No scars of blistering pain from independent fights |
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Low kind of appetite for life |
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Their system will survive in you, your brainless eyes behold |
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Synchronizing pictures of the stuff you think you love |
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Apathy, that's what you are, the golden spoon will fall |
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From your ass, be a man, feel now if you can |
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Keep your ****ing hands from me |
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Watch me as I bleed |
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Can you hear my cry for chaos |