| Paying debts we set the bar low I
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| Raid the barrel again
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| We got a new design
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| Lies, lies
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| Watched overhead by a room full of hypocrites
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Plagues, plagues within me
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| We fight to survive only to feel alive
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| Stop telling lies
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| Put it all on red 'til they all cry
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| You try to bite your tongue but all the words just fly out
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| Lies, lies
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| Raise your glass to the masses of the ignorant
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| Raise your glass (raise your glass)
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| Raise your glass
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| Raise your glass
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| Raise your glass
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| Plagues, plagues within me
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| We fight to survive only to feel alive
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| Stop telling lies
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| Lies, lies will break me
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| The darkness will rise and take those we’ve left behind
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| Our sacrifice
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| Don’t you dare let them hear you, I’ve got much left to say
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| Don’t you dare let them find you child run away run away
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| Don’t speak
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| Don’t say
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| Don’t speak their names
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| Don’t speak their names
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| Don’t speak
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| Don’t say
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| Don’t speak their names
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| Don’t speak their names
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| Cries done for the father and sons
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| This hell is overwhelming
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| Christ himself would burn as well
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| He kneels to feel the darkness come
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| Stop telling lies
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| Stop telling lies
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| Stop telling lies
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| The infernal machine keeps on turning
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| Children listening but no one is learning
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| Run away
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| Fly away, my son
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| For martyrs consume this world
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| Deep inside us is some secret yearning
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| And the fire inside us is burning
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| Fly away
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| Fly away, my son
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| For martyrs consume this world
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| For martyrs consume this world
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| For martyrs consume this world
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Lies, lies, lies
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| Plagues, plagues within me
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| We fight to survive only to feel alive
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| Stop telling lies
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| Lies, lies will break me
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| The darkness will rise
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| Take those we’ve left behind
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| Our sacrifice |