it crept to me like a cancer in my sleep
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it gnawed the meat right from these bones
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and so it seems somewhere, somehow, the wonder was stole
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and the truths we¡¯ve held were squandered and sold
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and these walls, these walls will find us
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beggars, and liars, and whores
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it¡¯s getting colder quicker
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we¡¯re putting bets on who's quickest to leave
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we've picked our poison, talked shit, but couldn¡¯t choke it down
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we tap the vein, we taint the trust
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this silver spoon's been licked to rust
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if this is a test, we¡¯re failing
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Belly Full Of Hell
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| Planes Mistaken For Stars |
