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I did my time, and I want out!
So fade
It doesn't cut, is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret gone mad
This is new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who another mess, we could start over
Just look 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 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
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch 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 this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one can see
The of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
So fade
It doesn't cut, is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret gone mad
This is new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who another mess, we could start over
Just look 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 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
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch 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 this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one can see
The of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
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