| Degenerate until I fall to the ground
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| No one would care if I die without a sound
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| The burning in my eyes, the screaming in my ears
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| Is starting to make me come around
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| Well, I’ve got nothing left to hide, so you might as well know
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| Everything I did, it was always just for show
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| The lies I said were nothing so great
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| 'Cept dreams of things below
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| Degenerate until I cure my hate
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| Everything I seem to do is tempered by fate
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| Mouth is moving, but I’ve got no voice
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| My mind is working, but I’ve got no choice
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| Caught in a life that shouldn’t be mine
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| Everything my future and my past destroys
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| I try to justify what I’m going through
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| Well, I always knew I should’ve listened to you
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| But you always say things I don’t want to hear
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| You never taught me anything was true
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| Degenerate until I cure my hate
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| Everything I seem to do is tempered by fate
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| Degenerate…
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| Degenerate until I cure my hate
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| Everything I seem to do is tempered by fate |