| Dancing on the graves of this culture of death that offers nothing
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| Pushing me to madness!
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| Pushing me to madness!
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| He’s egotistical, with a lost soul and a lust for destruction
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| Why do we taste the poison that rots our dreams and turns realities into
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| nightmares?
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| Pain and loathing are the drugs that make him feel
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| Pain and loathing, he’d rather bleed from within than feel nothing at all
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| Insecurities they’re clouding up your mind
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| You can’t escape, you can’t escape, you can’t escape
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| Nothings good enough to be liked or loved
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| The toxic traits you possess are disguised by force fed lies
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| Pain and loathing are the drugs that make him feel
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| Pain and loathing, he’d rather bleed from within than feel nothing at all…
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| Culture of death…
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| Culture of death, pushing me to madness
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| Culture of death, pushing me to madness!
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| Culture of death, pushing me to madness
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| Culture of death, pushing me to madness
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| Culture of death, pushing me to madness
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| Culture of death, pushing me to madness |