| Feel free to lay the blame on me, I can take the weight
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| Don’t apologize, never compromise, you are what you create
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| Victim of consequence, too late to turn it around
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| Prisoner of your own devices, heavy lies the crown
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| They say fortune favors the brave
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| There’s more at stake than your soul to save
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| Final confession, an act of despair
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| The punishment is more than you can bear
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| It’s a force of habit, you gotta have it, or so I’m told
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| I couldn’t sit back and watch if my life was spiraling out of control
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| Go ahead, follow where you’re led, that’s fine by me
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| Walk tall through the halls of perdition, misery loves company
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| King of everything you see with your eyes sewn shut
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| No redemption for the heathen heart, shit out of luck no matter what
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| Fortune favors the brave
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| There’s more at stake than your soul to save
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| Sit back, let it fall away
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| Turn the page, throw it all away
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| Thus always to the wicked
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| Soul sick beyond recognition |