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Old Ways
01:21
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Nothing I could do. Nothing I could say. Could change a single fucking thing.
Not wasting breath, just biding time. Until old ways fucking die.
Too cool to see the signs?
Hide behind that disguise, hide your face it's full of fucking shame.
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Buying Time
01:15
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Buy anything but time and yours is up. Spent too long down below and now we're coming back.
Buy anything but time and your is through. Spent too much talking shit, I bet you wish you had it back now, you should be ashamed.
But you'll never feel a single fucking thing.
Ticking clocks. Your time is up.
Said it yourself you just don't give a fuck.
Pretend you're what you used to be.
If it's a game then we'll win every time.
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Eyes
00:54
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Gouge my eyes. Rip them out my fucking head. Get rid of sense and make amends.
Don't need this. Slimy little cult and clique. Your rituals make me sick.
What's it for?
Get me out.
Eyes. Gouge my eyes.
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The End
02:45
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End. What should have been. Driven out. Sudden death. Too young? or just too dumb? Don't know what you're running from. The End. Fin.
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