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Aggravation fuelin' me |
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Money powered, hypocrisy |
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I have no feelings, we're much the same |
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We have no feelings, we feel no pain |
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I am numb to all I see |
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This the way it has to be |
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Gone is hope, gone is need |
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I know stone don't bleed |
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What's it worth 'fore I die? |
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What's the reason they all cry? |
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I have no feeling, too much the same |
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Not my problem, I feel no blame |
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We are blind and we are cold |
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We are afraid of growing old |
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We are numb to all we see |
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Nothing sacred |
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Backs turned to madness |
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Backs to misery and I put the |
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Brush to the canvas |
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In my world, in my world of hurt |
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World of hurt |
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World of hurt |
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World of hurt |
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We are blind and we are cold |
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Still afraid of growing old |
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We are numb to all we see |
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Nothing sacred |
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Backs turned to madness |
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Backs to misery and I see the |
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Brush to the canvas |
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In my world, in my world of |
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Backs turned to madness |
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Backs to misery and I put the |
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Brush to the canvas |
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It paints my world, in my world of hurt |
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In my world of hurt |
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In my world of hurts |
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In my worlds |
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In my worlds |
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In my worlds |
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In my world of hurt |
