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I did my time, and I want out!
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, this is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth all the money you will save
in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, 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 preservation of the 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 another mess, we could start over
Just look me in the and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, burn self threat
I we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw 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 this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing (psychosocial)
If it's secret (psychosocial)
Is what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The of the martyr in me
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, this is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth all the money you will save
in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, 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 preservation of the 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 another mess, we could start over
Just look me in the and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, burn self threat
I we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw 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 this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing (psychosocial)
If it's secret (psychosocial)
Is what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The of the martyr in me
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
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