| Die… of laughter in delight before a living dead
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| Victim into this masquerade, forgot who I am
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| This story is driving me mad
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| My life is hanging by a thread that is about to break
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| Suicidal tendencies burn inside the mind of this miserable man
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| Is it life? |
| Is it death?
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| I don’t give a shit
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| Still…
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| Is it life? |
| Is it death?
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| When you fool yourself
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| Fucked
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| Bleed behind this painful mask I wear
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| I’m falling from a misleading grace
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| The life I dreamed is killing me
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| Stuck on the tightrope
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| Staring down to the void beneath
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| In imposed equilibrium
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| I stand swinging in my indecision
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| Uncompassionate result of a fearing existence
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| I don’t care if my time has come
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| All I want is my liberation
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| Drunk, I make it through the night with spirits hand in hand
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| My soul must be anesthetized, I can’t bear this pain
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| To my frustration engaged
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| Just like to get laid with the worst enemy I’ve inside
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| But I cannot change myself
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| No way to squeeze blood from the stone that I am
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| Is it life? |
| Is it death?
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| Fuck!
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| Is it life? |
| Is it death?
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| When you fool yourself
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| Why?
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| Bleed behind this painful mask I wear
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| I’m falling from a misleading grace
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| The life I dreamed is killing me
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| Bleed behind this painful mask I wear
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| I’m falling from a misleading grace
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| The life I dreamed is tearing me down |