| Moving on the floor through broke glass
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| Twitching from before in neutoric dance
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| The voices in my brain telle me it won’t last
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| Because the fire in my soul is iconoclast
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| Reaching out for the nuclear war
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| Dancing around like a broken whore
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| I looked inside just to see the whole
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| Only saw decay rotted to the core
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| The heart and mind has lost it’s grace
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| Bleeding it dry for the human race
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| The heart and mind has lost it’s grace
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| Bleeding it dry for the human disgrace
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Discolored Eyes
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| Like i’m falling
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| Like i’m falling
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| Like i’m falling
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| Like i’m falling
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| They dance in circles
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| They plot their murders
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| They plot their murders
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| They plot their murders
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| They plot their murders
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| Like a kiss in my eyes
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| Like the cut on my lips
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| Like a bullet in the head, better off dead
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| Like I’m falling
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| Like I’m falling
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| Like I’m falling
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| Slashing yourself for the future dream
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| You’ve lost your soul like a stupid machine
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| Living the lie is not what it seems
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| When you fool yourself to live another’s dreams
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| Slashing myself for the future dream
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| I’lve lost my soul like a stupid machine
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| Living the lie is not what it seems
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| When I fool myself to live another’s dreams
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| They dance in circles, they plot their murders
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| They dance in circles, they plot their murders
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| They dance in circles, they plot their murders
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| They dance in circles, they plot their murders
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| Like the cut on my lips, like a kiss on my eyes
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| Like a bullet in the head, better off dead
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| Like I’m falling
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| Like I’m falling
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| Like I’m falling
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| Like I’m falling
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| Like I’m falling
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| Falling
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| Falling |