| Who was I or was I really there
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| You didn’t seem to know you didn’t seem to
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| Grew tired of being the nameless one
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| So I did what had to be done
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| Washed away the filth
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| From your sins I am clean
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| The sins never forgiven
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| Not even in hell you’ll walk unseen
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| I couldn’t put faith in me
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| I couldn’t put faith in God
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| The only faith I found
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| Was in the knife that spilled my blood
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| In tears I laughed
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| As the blade slowly tore my veins
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| At last I was free
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| Free from all my pains
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| Now it’s too late
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| For you to touch my lips with yours
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| And say you’re sorry
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| 'Cause my heart don’t beat no more
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| And all that’s left is what you’ll bury
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| Worms now crawl in me
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| Crawling in my bones
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| They’re the best friends
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| And they enjoy my company
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| Six feet under there’s a paradise
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| Within wooden walls my Eden lies
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| I couldn’t put faith in me
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| I couldn’t put faith in God
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| The only faith I found
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| Was in the knife that spilled my blood
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| In tears I laughed
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| As the blade slowly tore my veins
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| At last I was free
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| Free from all my pains
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| Now it’s too late
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| For you to touch my lips with yours
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| And say you’re sorry
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| 'Cause my heart don’t beat no more
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| And all that’s left is what you’ll bury
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| Close those empty eyes
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| Forgive yourself but never life
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| Wash away the filth
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| Here comes the knife
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| In tears you laugh
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| As the blade slowly tears your veins
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| Read the blood
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| Read the truth within the stains
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| The shame you feel is turning into grace
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| And you’re greeting death with a smile on your face |