| Patience wearing thin for me
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| Charge me up with energies (of the malicious kind)
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| Negative and pessimistic, I’m being pulled inside
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| High on hate, I’ve gone ballistic, but peace, I’ll find
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| But peace, I’ll find… yeah peace, I’ll find
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| Come defy me, now face to face, the truth I’ll bury you
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| Down in the trenches
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| Come defy me, there’s blood in my mouth too, I’ll bury you
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| Down in the trenches
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| Down in the trenches
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| Down in the trenches
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| Words of spite that find my ears
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| Hide behind your screen and fears (you cower when you’re near)
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| I’m well prepared and well conditioned, I’ll meet you eye to eye
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| In the gutters of perdition, you’ll be left to die
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| Be left to die… you’re left to die
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| Come defy me, now face to face, the truth I’ll bury you
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| Down in the trenches
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| Come defy me, there’s blood in my mouth too, I’ll bury you
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| Down in the trenches
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| Down in the trenches
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| Down in the trenches
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| Yeah peace, I’ll find
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| Yeah peace, I’ll find
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| Come defy me, now face to face, the truth I’ll bury you
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| Down in the trenches
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| Come defy me, there’s blood in my mouth too, I’ll bury you
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| Down in the trenches
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| Down in the trenches
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| Down in the trenches |