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Why don't you... |
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Feel like |
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I feel The true |
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Reality My words are no lies |
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But yet not devine |
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Murder... |
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My one domain |
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Murder... |
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My life in flames |
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Why don't you... |
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Pull out your head |
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Out from your ass |
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I'm not filled with pain |
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But so filled with shame |
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I'm not one of those |
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Who escapes the world |
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A purpose shall be done |
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My wrecking haunted gun |
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Acting the same |
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And I'm not filled with shame |
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But yet I feel pain |
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More and more everyday |
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All this pain!! |
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Murder... |
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My one domain |
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Murder... |
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A living flame |
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I'm not one of those |
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Who escapes the world |
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A purpose shall be served to my untrue world |
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Where I'm a hated man |
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And I kill just to be heard |
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A purpose shall be served |
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To the untrue world |
