| Return… right back to the hell from which you came from.
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| Held back by the bloodline, somethings gone horribly Wrong,
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| We feel as If we don’t belong.
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| Why do I need the answers this moment?
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| And so they came held back by a moments grace…
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| They only speak so they save their face, and then drift away…
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| And the shadows know of, of the snakes,
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| The day will come when you’ll want this,
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| But you’ll be measured by what you take.
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| So where were you?
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| The light to lead me to this hell and through…
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| Don’t lose faith we’ll find a way, the way back through.
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| They only speak of their saving grace,
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| And I see that my grace Is you!
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| We’re all the same!
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| Well this Is me and this Is you alone together.
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| We’re all the same!
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| You smile as you struggle like me,
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| Like these like every wicked chosen decay that lies In me,
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| Just let It leave just leave.
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| Just leave my body, are we born among demons?
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| Send all your chosen plagues, right back to the hell from which they came.
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| False belief, dies today, separate my body, and let me be. |