| Clash incontorolable with your mind
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| Denial of huge desires to die
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| Weak on your feet, trapped in your world
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| Silently screaming, you just can’t let go
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| Remember your terrible infancy
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| Slap your veins, prepare to feed
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| Away from the mirror, the truth seems to lie
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| Try to open your eyes
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| Just one road to be
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| One way to be free
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| While I see your grave
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| Fathom your death by self-hate
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| Running against all that would make you see
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| Bottomless pit you keep falling in
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| Needles and stones, disgrace and disease
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| Snow in your nose, you’re in for the deep
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| Selling your shit to pay for this need
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| Steel and deceive hell is here
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| Your body a temple, your mind a charade
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| Raise from the dead, the lifeless parade
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| Just one road to be
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| One way to be free
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| While I see your grave
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| Fathom your death by self-hate
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| Hate, hate, hate, self-hate
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| Just one road to be
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| One way to be free
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| While I see your grave
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| Fathom your death by self-hate
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| Hate, hate, hate, self-hate |