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