| You piece of shit, I’ve had enough
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| And I’m giving up on any hope I had of thinking you would wake the fuck up
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| From this pathetic shit that you call image, how shallow do you go
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| This is war
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| It’s getting stronger, the rising feeling, break through the fire
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| Every waking word I laugh at how I’ve heard you cry it to the ones who’ve
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| always got you burned
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| Fuck you, you self serving hypocrite, seen it all before and it makes me sick,
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| sick.
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| Send in the clone’s one by one, hate to say bitch ass it’s been done.
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| This is not my will or reason, give into selfish ways blinded by my indecision
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| of myself and my desperate ways
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| Pray for murder, paving the way for murder, our souls decay for murder,
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| paving the way for murder
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| Pray for murder, paving the way for murder, our souls decay for murder until
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| the end had come for all
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| It’s getting stronger, the rising feeling, break through the fire
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| Every waking word I laugh at how I’ve heard you cry it to the ones who’ve
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| always got you burned
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| Fuck you, you self serving hypocrite, seen it all before and it makes me sick,
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| sick.
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| Send in the clone’s one by one, hate to say bitch ass it’s been done.
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| It’s been fucking done |