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I did my time, and I want out!
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred before dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill mouth all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
ourselves against the wall
But no-one can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret death gone mad
This is nothing new, but we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs mess, we could start over
Just me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's emptiness, elicit self threat
I think we're done, I'm not the one!
And the rain will kill us all
ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch lie (psychosocial)
I've to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't the killing (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the will kill us all
ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The of the in me
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred before dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill mouth all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
ourselves against the wall
But no-one can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret death gone mad
This is nothing new, but we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs mess, we could start over
Just me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's emptiness, elicit self threat
I think we're done, I'm not the one!
And the rain will kill us all
ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch lie (psychosocial)
I've to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't the killing (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the will kill us all
ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The of the in me
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
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