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I've on every word i've said to you death angel
My confidence starts to these hands are free
Faith the outside
bottles in my hand it it all pretend
like slaves we walk dessert sands
tied at the and hands
their bleed our demands
fall to your
hands nailed to the floor screaming
everything seems so far away
when the inspiration is gone and the is breaking down
i feel a fucking thing
i'll burn it to the
like slaves we walk these sands
in and out like a man with
no
i just can't pretend that my life will me by without living life long dreams im screaming out