| Holy fuck, what’s in my veins?
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| The fresh air, the concrete, the bloody hair, but I grin all the same
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| Kept from the light, dwelled with the dead
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| Ate broken bread with the reaper, held his hand convinced I’d never see the
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| light again
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| Seduced, embraced, by the darkness
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| I failed, I fell behind, a maze in my mind
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| A fucking lie
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| A fucking lie
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| Holy fuck, you’re alive just like me
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| We won’t live forever; |
| life without pain is a fucking fantasy
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| So hear the distant screams at night, keeping that spark of life
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| Grinding their cutlasses, steeling their gazes, guarding the night
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| Doing what they think is right
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| Come with me, it’s gonna be alright |