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Over and over constantly, |
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I see the face smiling at me. |
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It is a mere reflection of human wretchedness. |
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Our sins bleed a smile upon the face. |
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Corpse fucked knows what lies on the other side. |
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To bask and burn in the deeds of the guilty and the wretches. |
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Our skin peels and burns reflecting off the glimmering white over and over and over inside my mind. |
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Over and over constantly, |
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I see the face smiling at me. |
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It is a reminder of our own insecurities. |
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Guilty remain melted together, our turn to hate all that remians. |
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Today's a day like any other day. |
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You just can't escape the pain and the tragedy or help wondering, "Why this man smiles?" |
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The young get old and the old get older and they are all soon melted together. |
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The tragedy and wondering "why is this man smiling?" |
