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Hatred evokes the memories that make your blood run cold. |
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Fear and sorrow push you away from yourself. (chorus) How |
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can you face the world? When you can't face the mirror. How |
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can you leave your past? With blood on your hands? Can you |
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run away all your life? Can you escape your punishment? How |
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many times can you start it all again? How many lies will it |
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take to cover your tracks? (chorus) Mo matter how far you go |
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Those days are right behind. The facade of your perfect life |
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Cannot hide your perfect past. There is no escape |
