| The sunrise after this night of hell
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| It’s a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
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| Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
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| (They'll chew you up and spit you back to hell)
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| I see the lost wretched romance
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| Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
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| To show the soul that’s trapped inside me
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| (You'll have to take it from my dead hands)
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| It’s broken record playing in my mind
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| You’ll never know what you might find
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| Cross into the crazy world I see
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| To see the truth inside me
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| The lovers end, you’ll never win
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| (You'll never know what you might find)
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| The time has come, and you’re all alone
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| The sunrise after this night of hell
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| It’s a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
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| Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
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| (They'll chew you up and spit you back to hell)
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| I see the lost wretched romance
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| Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
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| To show the soul that’s trapped inside me
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| (You'll have to take it from my cold dead hands)
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| The lost may never come home
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| They’ll have to find their way out, all on their own
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| They’ll try to break me, but I’ll make my stand
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| They’ll have to take it from my cold dead hands
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| My sinners masterpiece
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| (His masterpiece)
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| Will never be complete
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| Can I do this? |
| Can I live this lie?
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| Will I beat this? |
| Can I ever win this fight?
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| Can I make it through this cold dark night?
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| Don’t try to stop me, cause I need to make this right
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| Can I do this? |
| Can I live this lie?
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| Can I beat this? |
| Can I ever win this fight?
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| Can I make it through this cold dark night?
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| Don’t try to stop me, cause I need to make this right
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| (Can I do this? Can I live this lie?
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| Will I beat this? |
| Can I ever win this fight?
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| Can I make it through this cold dark night?
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| Don’t try to stop me, cause I need to make this right.)
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| The sunrise after this night of hell
|
| It’s a butcher baby, massacre, a thrilling kill
|
| Can I linger on with this pain inside me?
|
| I see the lost wretched romance
|
| Will I ever make it take it come on give me a chance
|
| To show the soul that’s trapped inside me
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| (The lost may never come home
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| They’ll have to find their way out, all on their own
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| They’ll try to break me, but I’ll make my stand
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| They’ll have to take it from my cold dead hands) |