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I don't need your scornful reply, I'm sick of your constant denial |
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Don't want to face your immorality |
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Irritated by your selfish smile, I cannot stand your bitter hate |
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Your presence is a pain |
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Hurt |
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My soul with all your fucking lies |
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I'm searching for redemption |
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I wish I could find an answer |
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Words are perfect deceivers |
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They revive my wounds forever |
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A black star moving around a pole of raw negativity |
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Like void never fulfilled |
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The wage of sins is to fall |
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In self-destructive schemes |
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I feel so numb, I feel so cold, your vain, delusive heresy |
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Makes me nonexistent and dead inside |
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I would rather disappear, or shed my blood onto the ground |
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Than having to face your sheer vanity |
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Hurt |
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My soul with all your fucking lies |
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I'm searching for redemption |
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I wish I could find an answer |
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Words are perfect deceivers |
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They revive my wounds forever |
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I taste my anger, reacting to preserve my mind |
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I left your twisted, pervert world behind |
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Control is over, no more tainted promises |
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My eyes are open wide |
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I'm searching for redemption |
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I wish I could find an answer |
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Words are perfect deceivers |
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They revive my wounds forever |