| I won’t regret the way I’ve lived my life
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| You can’t forget the impressions on your chest
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| Close your eyes and pray to your own god
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| You find yourself dreaming through the day
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| Hope you get a sign before you see your own grave
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| It’s time to wake up, to clean your hands in a pile of Shards
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| I watch you fall with a smile on my face
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| I watch you fuckin' fall with a smile on my face
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| Cause I warned you a thousand times, then you smiled at me
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| Fall
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| Invest in wings
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| You’re falling down
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| Under a sky so fuckin' black
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| In fact you dig your own grave
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| Can you hear these countless voices
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| They scream, welcome to the deadline
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| I won’t regret the way I’ve lived my life
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| You can’t forget the impressions on your fuckin' chest
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| Close your eyes
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| Hope you get a sign before you see your own grave
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| You find yourself dreaming through the day
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| How can you breathe with hands around your fuckin' throat
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| This is the last fuckin' time you point the finger at me
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| You’re falling down
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| You’ve lost your fuckin face
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| In fact you’ve lost your fuckin face |