| Is it my fault?
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| In this sad story
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| I shouldn’t blame my soul
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| Nobody will see me fall
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| I’m telling me off
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| For mistakes I ain’t made
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| I’m driven into the corner
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| Your fingers on me
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| I’m tired of hearing lies
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| Your stories, your fictions
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| Yours is a fake script
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| Don’t force me to act it
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| No chance to turning back
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| These cracks are breaking fast
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| My shame is built to last
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| Inside me
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| I’ve tried this on my own
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| But I was alone
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| I know this seems
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| Like a hero’s end
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| I should have known, after all
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| There’s no return from death
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| The tip of the sword is tearing down my soul
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| I have no strength as I’ve lost my honor
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| This is my breaking down
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| For things I’ve never done
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| Is this what I‘m paying for?
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| The tip of the sword’s opening a hole
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| I have no strength as I’ve lost my honor
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| Nobody will see me fall
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| I won’t beg you for your mercy
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| I’d rather die than live down on my knees
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| No chance to turn it back
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| These cracks are breaking fast
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| My shame is built to last
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| Inside me
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| I know this seems
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| Like a hero’s end
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| I should have known, after all
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| There’s no return from death
|
| The tip of the sword is tearing down my soul
|
| I have no strength as I’ve lost my honor
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| This is my breaking down
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| For things I’ve never done
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| Is this what I‘m paying for?
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| The tip of the sword’s opening a hole
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| I have no strength as I’ve lost my honor
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| I know this seems
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| Like a hero’s end
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| I should have known, after all
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| There’s no return from death
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| Return from death
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| No chance to turn back
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| These cracks are breaking fast
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| My shame is built to last
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| Forgive me
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| Free from what I’m not
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| I’m gonna
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| Free from what I’m not
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| So I can live
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| Free from what I’m not
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| I’m gonna
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| Free from what I’m not
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| So I can live |