| One last breath under water
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| Stay away from them
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| They pay for their fuckin' deeds
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| This march is ending in severance
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| Fuckin' liar, fuckin' thief
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| Betraying all his believes
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| Biting dog, loose lips
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| One of the fuckin' rats
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| They will eat him alive
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| Every bite for one of the lies
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| They will rip him apart
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| Traitor, forever scarred
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| Just a hollow shell, a yea-sayer
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| Spreading mischief in his surroundings
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| Born and bred in the shadow of the gallows
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| Ignorance is bliss, brought it to the end of it
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| Building a fortress of grief
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| Where vultures are waiting for their feast (for their feast)
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| Fuckin' liar, fuckin' thief
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| Betraying all his believes
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| Biting dog, loose lips
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| One of the fuckin' rats
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| They will eat him alive
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| Every bite for one of the lies
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| They will rip him apart
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| Traitor, forever scarred
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| Fraud, inside and out of his mouth
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| With a heart of stone, an abyss of truth
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| This betrayal is a grave he dug himself (he dug himself)
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| No love, no devotion, no affection
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| What goes around, comes back around
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| No escape, no change, no confidence
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| You harvest what you sow
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| It returns to you
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| You lose what you never possessed
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| A friend, a rat that scatters too soon
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| You lose for the sake of superficiality
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| For the sake of superficiality
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| Under the weight of your unreliable mouth
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| It haunts you when you’re lost beyond recall
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| You’re still a rat |