It burns! It burns!
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It burns my eyes and throat,
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but I need no antidote.
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Gnawing and tearing at my insides - seething,
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keeping me alive - hatred poisons me through and through -
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a sustenance - keeping me true.
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It's not too late.
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It's never gonna be too late.
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Embrace your hate.
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The pain! The pain it crushes me.
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I gain animosity.
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Acid sweat and bloody tears,
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through it all I persevere.
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Some sedate through indifference
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but I withheld zero tolerance.
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Triple Zero
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A.F.I. (AFI) |