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I did my time, and I want out!
So 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 deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill your with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation 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 mad
This is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The was all we had!
Who mess, we could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's emptiness, elicit threat
I think we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain 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
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the will us all
ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
So 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 deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill your with all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation 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 mad
This is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The was all we had!
Who mess, we could start over
Just look me in the eyes and say I'm wrong!
Now there's emptiness, elicit threat
I think we're done, I'm not the only one!
And the rain 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
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the will us all
ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the in me
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
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