| I’ve been dead for a long time…
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| Nothing makes me whole…
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| I’ve been dead for a long time…
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| Nothing makes me whole…
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| The taste of blood on my tongue
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| The excitement from doing wrong
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| I wasn’t built for this, but somewhere the fibers twisted
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| Now I feel nothing unless I live on the edge
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| Truly I’m just crying inside
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| But the world’s too busy to care
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| The moments pass to drinking every night
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| How these Whores lie! |
| To get a piece of my insides
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| Yet I can’t remember a name, a face
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| They say, «You were lost and fair game.»
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| But we’re ONE IN THE SAME
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| (Now you’re DEAD WEIGHT)
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| JOIN US OR PARISH IN THE FLAMES
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| And I’ve lived Hollow and Empty…
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| And I’ve lived Selfish and Dreamy…
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| Maybe it’s not too late. |
| Maybe I’m not too late
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| BUT if it is I’ll see you in Hell
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| It’s my own fault. |
| For now it’s time to LIVE AGAIN
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| I called a NAME and felt the bandages ripping off
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| I lived again! |
| Ignored the dangers and the costs…
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| (Do you want truth?)
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| Once you’re MARKED you are tainted for life and that’s the TRUTH…
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| Yet I can’t remember a name, a face
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| They say, «You were lost and fair game.»
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| But we’re ONE IN THE SAME
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| (Now you’re DEAD WEIGHT)
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| JOIN US OR PARISH IN THE FLAMES
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| They say, «You were lost and fair game.»
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| But we’re ONE IN THE SAME
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| (Now you’re DEAD WEIGHT)
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| JOIN US OR PARISH IN THE FLAMES
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| And I’ve lived Hollow and Empty…
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| And I’ve lived Selfish and Dreamy…
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| Maybe it’s not too late. |
| Maybe I’m not too late
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| BUT if it is I’ll see you in Hell
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| It’s my own fault. |
| For now it’s time to LIVE AGAIN
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| I’ll see you in HELL! |