| I know why Judas wept, motherfucker
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| The fires burn on the summit
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| Shining a light on the ones I've killed
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| Survivor's guilt, undetermined
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| I could murder the world in all the blood I've spilled
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| Banishment sequestered and conquered
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| To hell with your intelligence
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| Just figure out your common sense
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| No one is bulletproof, yeah
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| I'll eat the skins of my brothers
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| The alabaster bones will make a perfect wall
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| Can I fill in the cracks of these feelings
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| With every terrible piece or maybe nothing at all?
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| Selfishness, take credit for everything
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| What more could you ask for?
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| And does it matter anymore?
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| No one is bulletproof, yeah
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| Can you feel the cold?
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| Fortune never favors the old
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| Tired of defending myself
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| Go complain to somebody else, somebody else
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| The monsters in your madness are the voices in your head
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| They're scratching at your windows as you hide beneath the bed
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| You live like fucking heathens, so you'll die like pagan gods
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| In between the poisons and the pure contagions and the cure
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| Nine for sure
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| Nine for sure
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| Nine for sure
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| Nine for sure
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| I got a bone that's dead inside of me
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| It's a rotting sick that I don't need
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| Feel free to vent your denigration
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| I can't believe I'm saying this
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| I'll live with my regrets
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| I'll die by my decisions
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| I'm not your fucking superstar
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| Keep it close, you're going way too far
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| No one is bulletproof
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| Bulletproof
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| No one is bulletproof
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| Bulletproof
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| No one is bulletproof
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| Bulletproof |