| Could we just deny the flesh
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| could we really play dead?
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| Whatever we try, whatever we say,
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| it still remain the same
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| it still remain the same
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| This precious innocence is like a bleeding wound
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| A sweet damnation, a fool’s belief
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| We drink the venom shed
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| our thirst can’t be appeased
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| The betrayal is here, kiss after kiss
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| Could we just deny the flesh
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| could we really play dead?
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| Whatever we try, whatever we say,
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| it still remain the same
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| it still remain the same
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| We drown into the sea of our delicious lies
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| It’s in our veins, it’s in our hearts
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| We die, we are reborn
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| and tomorrow’s forever gone
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| We’re bind into this suffering
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| Could we just deny the flesh
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| could we really play dead?
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| Whatever we try, whatever we say,
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| it still remain the same
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| Your touch never turns cold
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| my skin is like a curtain
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| I want to tear apart
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| since you’re burning me deep inside
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| We’re caught into a perfect trap, a never-ending fall
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| There’s no way to go back
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| this tasteless poison is in our flesh now |