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I did my time, and I want out!
So fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at subversion
Pseudo-sacred before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your with all the money you will save
Sinking in, again
I'm done! It has begun, 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
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the we lay
But we're the devil filth, the secret death 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 elicit self threat
I think 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 of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The 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 you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your are out (psychosocial)
Can't the idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The 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 fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at subversion
Pseudo-sacred before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your with all the money you will save
Sinking in, again
I'm done! It has begun, 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
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the we lay
But we're the devil filth, the secret death 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 elicit self threat
I think 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 of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The 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 you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your are out (psychosocial)
Can't the idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The 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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