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Fate, bring, me, peace |
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No one ever knows, no one ever feels |
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The power that's been inbred |
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It really doesn't matter, it's the way I'm supposed to feel |
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The rush goes straight to my head |
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Talk is cheap, you follow like sheep |
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Even though there's nowhere to go |
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Dancing dead on empty heads |
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Transparent, yet in vogue |
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Famine in the eyes, bleeding your disguise |
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Even though I really don't care |
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Pick a symbol, sow the seeds, choose the lies, reap the cash |
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Now you've got flair |
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Blame it on the women and the children |
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What do you feel |
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The innocence to calm and oppress us... merciless |
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I'm your crown of thorns |
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All the words thrown to the wolves |
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And now what's left is empty and hollow |
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Thinking truly blessed, you really are obsessed |
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The worst of the fucking lot |
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666 is your fairytale, and satanic by default |
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Listen to you say heresy, so selfish in your pride |
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Drink the wine and choke on the bread |
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Dressed in dirty whites |
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On your way |
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Try as you might, you can't suppress it |
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I'm your crown of thorns... you're bleeding |
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Crown of thorns... you're pleading |
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Crown of thorns |
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On my way |