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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 subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill with all the money you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret death gone mad
is new, but would we it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who another mess, we start over
look me in the and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, self threat
I we're done, 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 of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all
Throw 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 subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill with all the money you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret death gone mad
is new, but would we it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who another mess, we start over
look me in the and say I'm wrong!
Now there's only emptiness, self threat
I we're done, 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 of the martyr in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! Cannot catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain kill us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no one else can see
The of the martyr in me
And the rain will kill us all
Throw 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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