| Never thought that I would see you
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| Spread all this shit
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| You despicable person, you make me feel sick
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| As a kid growing up you had nothing to say
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| Now you try to pretend like
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| You’ve been awake all these years
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| You’re a coward with nothing to say to the world
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| Do us a favor and go back to sleep
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| Oh shallow void, feed on a vagabond soul
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| Scourged by life, is this forever?
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| Walk the mile, consciousness, a burden
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| Black at heart, this is forever
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| So, you drown in your mind
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| Hollow and broken
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| You are what you do, no excuses
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| Only what’s done is true
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| Break the silence, spit it out
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| Face the world you lived without
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| The only way, a structured way of pain
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| Countless aeons, the art of being perfect
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| The resistance, the blockade, the great wall
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| A blackened art, the art of being perfect
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| Unveiled, unbroken, lived without |