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psychosocial

Go drill your gases,
Go dig your graves
Then fill your mouth
With all the money you will save
Sinking in, getting smaller again
I'm done, it has begun
I'm not the only one


And the reign will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

Oh, there are cracks, in the road we lay
But will it ever fill?
The secrets have gone mad!
This is nothing new,
But would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had

Who needs another mess?
We could start over
Just look me in the eyes
And say I'm wrong
Now there's only emptiness,
But I'm missing something
I think we're done
I'm not the only one!


And the reign will kill us all,
Throw ourselves against the wall
But no one else can see
The preservation of the martyr in me

THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!
THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!

psychosocial

# Posté le samedi 19 juillet 2008 13:59

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