I remember the way your hand reached out and closed doors.
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I remember, though memories serve no purpose anymore.
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Wrong direction. I now see what I didn't look for.
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Feed all perfection and bite the hand you once adored because...
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Now you've gone too far.
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So let me show you how I will win every war and the battlefield is all mines.
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Thieving, grieving, believing the opposition.
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Failure to say you're devoid of sympathy.
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Your forced oppression is one thing that I can tell you, for sure, just won't affect me...
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so just keep trying to push it more.
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Your sub-human surprise keeps my hatred alive.
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Be thankful to survive because I'm just getting started now...
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See how you've gone too far?
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Attempts to put me down won't succeed anymore.
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But, your actions will leave a scar.
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Thieving, grieving, believing the opposition.
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Failure to say you're devoid of sympathy.
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Now life taken away, breaking away, destroying it,
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now I'm fine blinded willingly, until recently suspicion was set free.
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That was then... so what?
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This is now.
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Tell them this is now.
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Thieving, grieving, believing the opposition.
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Failure to say you're devoid of sympathy.
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Void Of Sympathy
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| The Agonist |
