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I did my time, and I want out!
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your with all the you save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the one!
And the kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the devil filth, the secret death gone mad
This is nothing new, but we kill it all?
The was all we had!
Who needs mess, we could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I think we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the will kill us all
Throw the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
So effusive fade
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your with all the you save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the one!
And the kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the devil filth, the secret death gone mad
This is nothing new, but we kill it all?
The was all we had!
Who needs mess, we could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, burn elicit self threat
I think we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the will kill us all
Throw the wall
But no-one else can see
The of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
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