| InI’m not the only one who can’t see why it crossed your mind
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| I see your life and death reduce into a product line
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| It’s not enough to see you speaking through the blindest of eyes
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| The same dead, cold breath is reducing mine
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| I can’t see why
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| You’re not a saint, you’re a thief
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| You can’t deny
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| It’s all a ploy underneath.
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| All I’ve seen (you better learn to keep your face under the dark)
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| All I need (wake up and feel the blood escape your heart)
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| Your disease (for every word that you devalue and mistake)
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| I can’t breathe (for every soul you nauseate with what you say)
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| CHORUS:
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| You’ve brought this verdict on yourself (before we ever had a chance)
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| I hope you cry for the one’s you’ve lost.
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| You built this burden when you fell (you know we never took a glance)
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| I hope it’s worth all the blood it cost.
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| It’s been a long way back from the dissipated path
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| Only half way through, say goodbye and take a breath
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| And when the end shines new with the burn of nothing left
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| I’ll give you one last chance to say you’re done and give it back.
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| I won’t agree.
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| Your remedy is a joke.
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| I can’t believe.
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| That you can breathe and not choke.
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| (CHORUS)
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| Peddle your faith to the blind.
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| And cheapen the love that you feel so painful.
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| Pushing the guilt through your spine.
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| And suffer the mold of a prime example.
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| (CHORUS)
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| I feel my lungs beginning to burn.
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| With every foolish word that you spit, another nail you’ll get. |