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I did my time, and I out!
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig graves!
Then mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the one!
And the rain kill us all
ourselves the wall
But no-one else 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 devil filth, the death gone mad
This is new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, self threat
I we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation 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 this lie (psychosocial)
I've to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The of the in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The 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 before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig graves!
Then mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the one!
And the rain kill us all
ourselves the wall
But no-one else 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 devil filth, the death gone mad
This is new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, self threat
I we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation 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 this lie (psychosocial)
I've to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The of the in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
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