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Midnight, we kill |
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We slaughter the tongue of revolution |
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To our graves, we are marked by the stain of lust |
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How many times can I trust in you, my beloved friend? |
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Because every time I trust, I lose |
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So I believe in nothing, nothing, nothing |
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Because of you, I still believe in nothing |
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Because of you, I still believe in nothing |
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Because of you, I still believe, I still believe in nothing |
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I'll always know my place in this world |
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No longer fit in your fucking world anymore |
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Your lust ruins everything |
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Like a growing target on my back, I feel the knives are chasing |
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See my eyes are no longer blind |
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You see my eyes are no longer blind |
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There is a purpose in life today |
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Destroying you every step of the way |
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From this point on - No more friends |
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I know my role in this world |
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Don't fit in your fucking world |
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This once meant everything to me |
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Now another forgotten effigy |
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Because only scars remain |
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Broken bones form a hope that's been left grey |
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I die every time I hear your fucking name |
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Been left grey |
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Been left grey |
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Been left grey |
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Been left grey |
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Been left grey |
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And there is a purpose in life today |
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Rise to your feet, as we march to our graves |
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Fight back |
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There is a purpose in life today |
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Rise to your fucking feet, as we march to our graves |
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I can still feel your thoughts ripping me apart |
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Tearing me apart |
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Ripping you apart |
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Tearing us apart |
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Oh |
