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Bible arm on social hell |
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Spins its downward spiral |
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With each year of unprogression |
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A fine of failure is added |
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Closer than ever to the edge |
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A feat in resident martyrs |
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Strong objects track my body |
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My body down |
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Eyes, eyes |
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Disappearing rebirth of light |
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Between a labrynth of errors |
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And the key to the suicide era |
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Digging through the graves of giants |
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Words fly to me |
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A lonely road, like a promise |
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Failing miserably |
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Running through like an alphabet |
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Of hateTo shake the entire organism |
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Closer than ever, ever to the edge |
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Eyes, eyes |
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Disappearing rebirth of light |
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Between a labrynth of errors |
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And the key to the suicide era |
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I kill for the code |
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To disarm this mess |
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Of psychotic chaos that once |
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I mixed up myself |
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DisarmEyes, eyes |
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Disappearing rebirth of light |
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Between a labrynth of errors |
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And the key to the suicide era |
