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I did my time, and I out!
So fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred before dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
in, 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 it all?
The was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could start over
look me in the 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 rain will kill 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
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain kill us all
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 fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred before dawn
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save
in, 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 it all?
The was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we could start over
look me in the 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 rain will kill 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
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
The limits of the dead
Fate! catch this lie (psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something secret (psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain will kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the rain kill us all
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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