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This city sleeps |
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In it's disease |
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Hung by a thread |
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And no one can hear you scream |
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Woke up on the south side of nowhere |
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All I am is a foreign face |
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Tortured ripped out at the core |
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Caught up in Hell's revolving door |
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Stumble around with eyes glazed over |
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Prize was lost |
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Nothing left to show for |
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Too close caught up in the flame |
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Reaching out for the slaved and maimed |
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Gone away |
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The dreams you breed have just decayed |
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Strayed away |
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You came here looking for a name |
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No place, like home |
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This city creeps down the alleys of disease |
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When you're hanging by a thread |
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And no one can hear you scream |
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Beneath the cloud of dust they |
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Surface with deep defacing cuts |
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Time rips by when you're sick |
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Wanna make it last well take your pick |
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Shattered dreams is all that remains |
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All those things that you can't regain |
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Last chance you're caught up in the scene |
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Ingest and gorge this empty city |
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Gone away |
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The dreams you breed have just decayed |
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Strayed away |
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You came here looking for a name |
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No place, like home |
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[x2:] |
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This city creeps down the alleys of disease |
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When you're hanging by a thread |
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And no one can hear you scream |
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Scream, Scream, Scream |
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These streets are devastated |
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Your path has lead you astray |
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Stomped and battered |
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The legacy is fading |
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Left to the vagrants in your wake |
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Stomped and Battered |
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[x2:] |
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No one can hear you scream |
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[x2:] |
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This city creeps down the alleys of disease |
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When you're hanging by a thread |
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And no one can hear you scream |
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No one can hear you scream |
