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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
at subversion
Pseudo-sacred dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the you will save
in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the devil filth, the death gone mad
This is nothing new, but we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could over
Just me in the and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the 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 this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against 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
at subversion
Pseudo-sacred dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the you will save
in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the devil filth, the death gone mad
This is nothing new, but we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could over
Just me in the and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the 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 this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against 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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