| Look now, at what you’re becoming
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| Just an empty shell of the man I used to know
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| Because you’ve paid the price
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| You’ve sold your soul and life
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| And now I hear them coming to drag you back to hell
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| Wash away the blood
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| But we still see the sin
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| Nothing short of hell is what you’re living in, living in
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| Wash away the blood
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| But we still see the sin
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| Nothing short of hell is what you’re living in, living in
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| A fear of falling through the cracks it guides me
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| I must stay away, be sure not to stray
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| A shot at fighting through the hate that fills me
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| I must stay away, be sure not to stray
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| What have you become?
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| Salvation comes to those who look above
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| I never said that this would be enough
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| Your sins are far great, you’ve come here too late
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| This is your fate
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| To learn you must suffer
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| To repay debts you’ve stolen
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| Repenting is now the only way
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| Or there is no salvation here
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| Get up off of your knees and learn how to bleed
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| Wash away the blood
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| But we still see the sin
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| Nothing short of hell is what you’re living in, living in
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| Wash away the blood
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| But we still see the sin
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| Nothing short of hell is what you’re living in, living in
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| A fear of falling through the cracks it guides me
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| I must stay away, be sure not to stray
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| A shot at fighting through the hate that fills me
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| I must stay away, be sure not to stray
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| What have you become?
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| Salvation comes to those who look above
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| I never said that this would be enough
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| Your sins are far great, you’ve come here too late
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| What have you become?
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| You’ve sold the souls of all you know and love
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| I never said that this would be enough
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| Your sins are far too great,
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| You’ve come here too late
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| This is your fate |