| Gazing thru' the void of time
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| where chaos brews and lights fade outs
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| confusion derails, I’m fiercely dragged by a trail of blame
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| To drink is easy when passion is lost
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| I’m gonna be drunk until the end of days
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| neon churches of harm promises
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| set me upon the sacrificial pyre
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| I’M OUTTA CONTROL
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| WITHIN THE HOUR OF THE WOLF
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| I’M JUST ONLY TRYING
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| TO LEAVE THE PAST BEHIND
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| I was wrong and shall be again
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| because I can’t give up this life of sin
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| here I toss all my vices to rust
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| but they shall restore greater than before
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| I hurt them and may do it again
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| may drunks and traitors be my companion
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| on the feast of thieves and beggars
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| I will spill the wine of misery
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| I’M OUTTA CONTROL
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| WITHIN THE HOUR OF THE WOLF
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| I’M JUST ONLY TRYING
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| TO LEAVE THE PAST BEHIND
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| Leaving the past behind
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| I’M OUTTA CONTROL
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| WITHIN THE HOUR OF THE WOLF
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| I’M JUST ONLY TRYING
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| TO LEAVE THE PAST BEHIND
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| No brand new gods
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| Old witcheries
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| No superstitions
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| Signs on the wall
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| A fire daze on my mind
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| I can’t leave the past behind |