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What a tragic affection to harbour, |
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A soul is seeking salvation to squander, |
| [00:40.95] |
Such a beautiful burden to bear alone, |
| [00:45.25] |
I know... |
| [00:48.16] |
|
| [00:49.11] |
Rants and fictions of violence, |
| [00:51.80] |
Breaking the silence, |
| [00:53.76] |
Hiding the wake of our deception, |
| [00:56.85] |
Guarding desperate secrets buried below, |
| [01:02.10] |
And you know... |
| [01:05.00] |
Tell me again you're fucked up excuses, |
| [01:08.45] |
Dying fighting a life of abuse, |
| [01:12.61] |
When fame is your game, |
| [01:14.57] |
You say I'm to blame, |
| [01:16.15] |
But you know, but you know... |
| [01:21.07] |
This moment carries my last hesitation, |
| [01:23.77] |
|
| [01:24.94] |
Seducing anger to haste my separation, |
| [01:28.91] |
This solemn piece of a guilty net it grows, so cold, |
| [01:36.96] |
Your every breath now strengthens my affliction, |
| [01:40.80] |
My tears have faded, all hope of your conviction, |
| [01:44.95] |
You were never the martyr you pretended to be, |
| [01:50.00] |
And you know... |
| [01:52.72] |
Tell me again you're fucked up excuses, |
| [01:56.99] |
Dying fighting a life of abuse, |
| [02:00.84] |
When fame is your game, |
| [02:03.57] |
You say I'm to blame, |
| [02:05.02] |
But you know, but you know... |
| [02:27.76] |
Tell me again you're fuckless excuses, |
| [02:52.99] |
Holding on at the end of the noose, |
| [02:56.91] |
When fame is your game, |
| [02:58.62] |
You say I'm to blame, |
| [03:00.15] |
But you know, but you know... |
| [03:04.77] |
Tell me again you're fucked up excuses, |
| [03:08.63] |
Dying fighting a life of abuse, |
| [03:12.85] |
When fame is your game, |
| [03:14.50] |
You say I'm to blame, |
| [03:16.14] |
But you know, but you know... |
| [03:20.86] |
You know... |
