| Midnight, we kill
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| We slaughter the tongue of revolution
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| To our graves, we are marked by the stain of lust
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| How many times can I trust in you, my beloved friend?
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| Because every time I trust, I lose
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| So I believe in nothing, nothing, nothing
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| Because of you, I still believe in nothing
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| Because of you, I still believe in nothing
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| Because of you, I still believe, I still believe in nothing
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| I’ll always know my place in this world
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| No longer fit in your fucking world anymore
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| Your lust ruins everything
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| Like a growing target on my back, I feel the knives are chasing
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| See my eyes are no longer blind
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| You see my eyes are no longer blind
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| There is a purpose in life today
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| Destroying you every step of the way
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| From this point on — No more friends
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| I know my role in this world
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| Don’t fit in your fucking world
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| This once meant everything to me
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| Now another forgotten effigy
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| Because only scars remain
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| Broken bones form a hope that’s been left grey
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| I die every time I hear your fucking name
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| Been left grey
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| Been left grey
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| Been left grey
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| Been left grey
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| Been left grey
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| And there is a purpose in life today
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| Rise to your feet, as we march to our graves
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| Fight back
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| There is a purpose in life today
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| Rise to your fucking feet, as we march to our graves
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| I can still feel your thoughts ripping me apart
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| Tearing me apart
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| Ripping you apart
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| Tearing us apart
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| Oh |
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