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