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I did my time, and I out!
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill your mouth all the money you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the we lay
But we're the devil filth, the gone mad
is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could start over
look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I think we're done, 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 in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead
The 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 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 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
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill your mouth all the money you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the we lay
But we're the devil filth, the gone mad
is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could start over
look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I think we're done, 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 in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead
The 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 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 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
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
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