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I did my time, and I want out!
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
at subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig graves!
fill mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will 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 we lay
But we're the devil filth, the secret gone mad
This is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The 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 emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I think we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain kill us all
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 of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against 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 martyr 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
at subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig graves!
fill mouth with all the money you will save
Sinking in, again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will 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 we lay
But we're the devil filth, the secret gone mad
This is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The 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 emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I think we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain kill us all
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 of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against 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 martyr in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
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