After everything you've done.
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After your second face failed.
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This time there's nothing left to save.
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And your words were broken.
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With the touch of vipers you set your words upon my back.
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Spitting daggers you cant kill those already dead.
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Buried beneath a pile of one liners and cheap attempts at honesty.
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Buried so fucking far from your worthless lies.
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And the fire.
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The fire to cleanse your mouth.
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You'll never awake from your hell and from a second you almost had me fooled.
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Keep walking.
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Keep breathing.
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Keep cursing our names.
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We're plotting your end by the dawn.
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We're apparitions that stalk your every turn.
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We're death incarnate to cleanse you from this world.
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Midnight.
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Until I see your face again.
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Until I end this loveless dance.
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Midnight.
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Until I see you fucking scream.
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And until I see the moonlight shine with your blood we'll dig your grave.
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We'll dig your fucking grave.
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Until I see you face again.
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Until I end this loveless dance.
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Midnight.
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Until I see you fucking scream.
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And until I see the moonlight shine with your blood.
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Midnight.
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Until I see you face again.
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Until I end this loveless dance.
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Midnight.
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Until I see you fucking scream.
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And until I see the moonlight shine red.
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It's Hard To Speak Without A Tounge
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| Parkway Drive |
