I'll stand a steady ground. I'll laugh right in your face. The match that
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Burnt your world to the ground.
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The thought of death bringing on new life. The thought of death ringing
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Through my mind.
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This is the point of no return, the final straw. Where my belief in
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Tolerance is lost and gone. A wound that will never
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Mend itself, buried by the torment of the elite.
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A wound that will never heal. My enemy. You'll be my enemy
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The thought of death (your death) bringing on new life.
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The thought of death (my death) ringing throughout my mind. You will be my
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New enemy.
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This is the point of no return, the final straw. Where my belief in
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Tolerance is lost and gone. A wound that will never mend itself, buried by
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The torment of the elite.
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A wound that will never heal. My enemy
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You'll be my new enemy. You'll be my only vice. You'll be my new enemy for
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All of your fucking life.
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Empty Hands
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| Betrayal |
