| You will suffer
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| Oh, how you will suffer
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| I showed you love
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| Treated you like you were a brother
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| As fake as you are, the pain is real
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| Your days are numbered
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| Don’t worry
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| You will feel at home in this dumpster
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| (You will suffer)
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| (You will suffer)
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| (You will suffer)
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| (You will suffer)
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| Don’t worry
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| You will feel at home in this dumpster
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| I have no conscience left
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| Just a trunk full of death
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| If you could hear my thoughts you’d run and hide in terror
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| I’ll make you wish you could take back all of your errors
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| Give yourself one last look in the mirror
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| See that look on your face? |
| You know you will be erased
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| If you could hear my thoughts you’d run and hide in terror
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| I’ll make you wish you could take back all of your errors
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| Give yourself one last look in the mirror
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| See that look on your face? |
| You know you will be erased
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| After everything you’ve done
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| All the nothing you’ve become
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| Right when you thought that you made it
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| You have faded and lost it all
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| You were feeling like you won
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| Even start to see the sun
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| You reach out and you try to take it
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| Then you tripped and started the fall
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| After everything you’ve done
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| All the nothing you’ve become
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| Right when you thought that you made it
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| You have faded and lost it all
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| You were feeling like you won
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| Even start to see the sun
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| You reach out and you try to take it
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| Then you trip and started the fall |