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So blinded that you can't see |
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That your baby has become a bastard |
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And your only love is an unfaithful whore |
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Always on her knees in the pursuit of something more |
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Watch it burn |
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Watch it bleed |
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Watch it die |
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No faith to keep |
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No sons to weep |
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No future |
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Let the wolves in |
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They devour what we left |
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No faith to keep |
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No sons to weep |
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No future |
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Let the wolves in |
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They devour what we left behind |
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I hope it dies in your arms |
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So you know just how it feels |
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Falter and crumble like the weak mess that you are |
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And know that I knew all along |
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Sing your empty words to your empty song |
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Let the wolves in |
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Let the wolves in |
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Let the wolves in |
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They devour what we left behind |
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So blinded you can't see |
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That demons and devotees |
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Are different names for the same thing |
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Always on her back in the pursuit of something more |
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I wanna watch you burn |
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Nailed to the cross you built |
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Like a god in your fantasy world |
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They devour what we left behind |