| For all the pain that calls my name
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| I burn your picture in the same way
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| That you burned the things you see in me
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| And all the pills wash it away
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| They tell me how and what to say
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| I need that numbness here in me, to be
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| I’m feeling sick and living on everything
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| That’s dead in me
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| You bring it out of me
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| And hate is what I need
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| Your life is built on this
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| And bitch, you’ll never strip me from this
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| From the pain I arise, from the pain I arise
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| Nothing more, liar, liar, liar, liar
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| You say things would be the same
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| Yo se things would be the same
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| Liar
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| All the hate is now arising
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| For all the feelings that are right
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| There’s still a fear that we must fight
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| And I would kill for you to fear from me
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| I feel sick and living and breathing only nothing
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| That is real, your hate is what I feel
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| You think you’re made of steel
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| Your life is built on this
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| And bitch, you’ll never strip me from this
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| From the pain I arise, from the pain I arise
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| Nothing more, liar, liar, liar, liar
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| You say things would be the same
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| Yo se things would be the same
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| You say things would be the same
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| Yo se things would be the same
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| Bring you, bring you down
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| Liar, liar, liar, liar
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| You said that things would be the same
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| You said that things would be the same
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| You said that things would be the same |