| When I surrendered
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| Became what I am not
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| A false facade of splendor
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| Led me here to rot
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| On your back you showed what you were worth
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| And that lie spoke a thousand words
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| Where is your righteousness?
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| Just point your finger backwards
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| Where is the splendor and grace I had known?
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| In light of this deception
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| I fear this filth is now my home
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| I have abandoned all hope
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| Because only the dead don’t lie
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| With the beast of our memories
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| We are just wasting time
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| I have abandoned all hope
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| Because only the dead don’t lie
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| With the beast of our memories
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| We are just wasting time
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| Souls torn, ravens flap and faith had left forever
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| Before me now is anguish for beauty tethered
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| There is only evil inside all this pain
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| One shroud of remembrance will always bear this stain
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| And though I beg forgiveness for what I became
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| I never knew why beauty was in chains
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| Are there no reasons or even words at least?
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| Our time is out of season
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| It’s buried with the recently deceased
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| I have abandoned all hope
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| We are just wasting time
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| I have abandoned all hope
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| Because only the dead don’t lie
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| With the beast of our memories
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| We are just wasting time
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| I have abandoned all hope
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| Because only the dead don’t lie
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| With the beast of our memories
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| We are just wasting time |