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作曲 : Dane Evans |
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It's not god or death I'm afraid of |
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But what the ones left living are capable of |
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Giver of misery, the pain is here to stay |
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Pure hypocrisy, don't ****ing look away |
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I wrote this in blood. |
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Don't think for a second we won't take it by force |
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When will we learn? it seems no peace without war |
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So much in common between the man and the pig |
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We broke the neck of the swan before it could sing |
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I've stopped giving a **** about how you feel |
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Give em an inch and they'll make you regret it. |
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I'm done telling cunts what they want to hear |
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You won't get an apology from me so forget it. |
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"We should have killed ourselves before we let it get this bad" Etched on the tombstone of seven billion cowards |
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We owe a debt only paid in suffering |
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A cut wrist deep for every heartbeat that we paid someone to cease |
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Head in our hands, we all deserve to die sad |
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When you cling to the food chain don't bitch when you get devoured |
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Walking coffins, empty your wrists |
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You've dug your graves now lay in them |
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Gardens become graveyards |
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Planting people like trees in the dirt |
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Temples become tombs |
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Slice up the street for me, empty your wrists. |
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We can't afford to let more like you be born |
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When will we learn it seems no peace without war |
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Our eulogy will read "they stood for nothing" |
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We broke the neck of the swan before it could sing |
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If you ever want to see your family again |
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They demand a pound of flesh, weighed on the scales of justice |
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Seven pints of sacrifice, Tooth, nail and empty wrists |
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Hand us all our death sentences. |
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It will be shepherds sent to slaughter, predators now prey |
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All that could be given still dwarfed by what we ****ing take |
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You want me to say sorry for trying to un**** this place? |
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No apologies for the inconvenience, go **** yourself. |
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I'm sick of being sick to my guts thanks to you |
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If I'm telling the truth I can't wait to spit you out. |
