| 'Til all their pain subsides
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| As the lamb (As the lamb)
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| Lays by your side…
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| The last season is upon us
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| Tough to deal with, a real hard case
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| Make no mistake, no bones about it
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| Never fit in, but I’ve found my place
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| Going in dirty as pigs
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| Sacred secrets of the sorrow-bound
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| Going in dirty as pigs
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| Watching as it comes unwound…
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| You make me sick! |
| (x4)
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| Irreverent and full of wants
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| Shaking at the foundation
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| Gone again, but not gone for good
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| Living in sedation…
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| Think so little of yourself
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| To think of no one else
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| Hope no one tells…
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| With everything you do
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| With everything you are
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| Everything you say — You take it too far
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| You make me sick, (x2)
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| This sour taste remains — Disdain, (x3), (repeat)
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| Sick…:
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| Your actions speak louder than words
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| All I do is throw the curse
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| …You make me sick! |
| (x4)
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| …You make me sick! |
| (x4)
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| …I'll burn it down before it turns black
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| …There's no solutions, so I’m on the attack |