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I'm hardened and it persists |
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The smoke is surrounding me |
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The anger walks but you've built yourself a fortress |
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You're your own worst enemy |
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Yes, you're in my |
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This is a killing game and you are defenseless |
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Been run over and trampled on |
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The summing of a million things |
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The parade is never ending |
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The celebration of our defeat |
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Been run over and trampled on |
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The celebration of our defeat |
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Wasted days and wasted miles |
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The saddest part is my wasted breath |
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I take a deep breath in the sand |
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The ground fights to cut off my sole remaining edge |
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Breathe in |
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My flaccid lungs starve for air |
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My empty veins |
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My blood is there |
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My body's silhouette dissolving into nothing |
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Chasing my battered soul |
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Wasted days and wasted miles |
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The saddest part is my wasted breath |
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Wasted days and wasted miles |
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The saddest part is my wasted breath |
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Your, your life crippled |
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Left to the streets |
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There's no heart here |
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No love for anything |
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There's no heart here |
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Left to the streets |
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Just a bloody mess |
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Nothing left |
