| I hear the voices echoing around me
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| Angered eyes that don’t even know who I am
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| Looking to kill again (They will kill again)
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| As the unknown enemies surround me
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| Wicked laughter resonates inside my head
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| And I am filled with dread (And adrenaline)
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| What did I do? |
| Why do I deserve this?
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| So we’re different, why do I deserve to die now?
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| Give me a reason why?
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| Then it all goes a blur
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| Let instinct take flight
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| Find my hands on his throat
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| Yet hear myself say
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| Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
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| 'cause it isn’t in your blood
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| Not a part of what you’re made
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| So let this be understood
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| Somebody taught you how to hate
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| When you live this way, you become
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| Dead to everyone
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| A father’s pride, my son walking beside me
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| I look around and marvel how the children play
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| In perfect disarray (So innocent)
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| No judgement, pure exhilaration
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| Black to white, the colors aren’t on their minds
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| Nothing predefined (All different)
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| There’s always one who plants an evil seed and
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| Preaches fear to pull you to the other side
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| Into a world of lies
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| Everything is unsure
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| When you’ve lost your sight (lost your sight)
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| Can there still be a cure?
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| What made you this way?
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| Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
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| 'cause it isn’t in your blood
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| Not a part of what you’re made
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| So let this be understood
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| Somebody taught you how to hate
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| When you live this way, you become
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| Dead to everyone
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| (You're not anyone)
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| Oh!
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| Lost all innocence
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| Infected and arrogant
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| You burn all your life (There's no telling you)
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| No deliverance
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| Consumed by the pestilence of hate, you’re denied
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| Deep in your heart does it still remain?
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| Do you think you can bring it
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| Back to life again?
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| Is it still in your soul? |
| (No saving you)
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| Where’s the deviant
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| The unholy revenant
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| That has made you this way?
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| Made you fall for this hate
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| Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
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| Because it isn’t in your blood
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| Not a part of what you’re made
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| So let this be understood
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| Somebody taught you how to hate
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| When you live this way, you become
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| (You become)
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| Tell me now, who taught you how to hate?
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| Because it isn’t in your blood
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| Not a part of what you’re made
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| So let this be understood
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| Somebody taught you how to hate
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| When you live this way, you become (You become)
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| You Become dead to everyone
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| (You're not anyone) |