| Stifled cries the ghost from being alone
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| I cannot shake this from my skin
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| How can I wipe away the tears?
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| With so much blood on my hands
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| Forever
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| Perfectly destroyed — perfectly removed
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| Breathing living death — tasting what I choose
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| To never be the same — and never to ammend
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| The dying of a heart — and losing of a friend
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| I’ve lost my only friend
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| I’ve lost my only friend
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| Deadend for a sucker that’s a sucker like me Deadend for a sucker
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| Deadend for a sucker
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| Deadend for a sucker that’s a sucker like me Castaway
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| Don’t forget to Crucify and fall prey to the voodoo
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| What you do what you say and what you play
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| Won’t release them scars out of you
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| To your crimes you are a slave
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| Take to the grave
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| What you coulda shoulda forgave
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| And forgot what you’re not
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| And what you’ll never be Deadend for a sucker, that’s a sucker like me Yurasuka
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| Yurasuka
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| Yurasuka
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| Yurasuka
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| In my shelter
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| Going helter skelter in my mind
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| My kind is confined to the disinclined who
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| Do not communicate
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| Or never seem to Fit clean into society’s spine
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| Here’s to a life gone before it began
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| A deadman marathon
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| Dead babylon man
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| (don't forget) what you are, and what you’ll never be Deadend for a sucker, that’s a sucker like me |