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I did my time, and I want out!
So fade
It doesn't cut, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill mouth with all the you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret death mad
is new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we 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 rain will kill us all
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 to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something (psychosocial)
Is what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against 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, soul is not so vibrant
The reckoning, the sickening
Back at your subversion
Pseudo-sacred sick before dawn
Go to deserts, go dig graves!
Then fill mouth with all the you will save
Sinking in, smaller again
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the rain will us all
Throw ourselves the wall
But no-one else can see
The preservation of the in me
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Psychosocial, psychosocial, psychosocial
Oh, there are cracks in the road we lay
But we're the filth, the secret death mad
is new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess, we 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 rain will kill us all
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 to tell you thrice! (psychosocial)
hurtful lies are giving out (psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing idea (psychosocial)
If it's something (psychosocial)
Is what you want? (psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!
And the rain kill us all
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me
And the will kill us all
Throw ourselves against 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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