| Who do you think you are?
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| A sinner, a repenting whore?
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| Scavenging all that you come across, nothing changes
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| Your way of life is useless
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| A simple yearning breeding dark and cold
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| Thoughts of sacrifice, not yours, but all around
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| As we’re watching the screen we stop thinking
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| This godless world, nevermore
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| We are loosing our faith in ourselves
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| Times are changing while we wait
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| And all will fade away
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| The feeling growing stronger, we are trying to justify
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| The way we live and the way we try to stay alive
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| Each day we’re sinking deeper in our own self-destructive way
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| As nausea hits us wave after wave after wave
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| When we’re falling asleep, eras ending
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| We see the signs down below
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| We are living a life of deception
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| Full of hate and contradiction
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| Hearing nothing but dogmatic tales, sp real
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| Thinking it will heal |