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Á¦¸ñ: Put It To The Torch
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Am I supposed to be sorry, my words struck a nerve
Am I supposed to be sorry that I lift dust where my footsteps once were
Maybe I¡¯m supposed to care for grand ideas never expressed
It took no heart, pierced through so clear
More verbal piss in the well of your fear
Here¡¯s your apology, here¡¯s to burning out
And here¡¯s to fading away
F*ck you both, I just put it to the torch

So with those new found ideals
You¡¯ll be well on your way
And changing agendas is part of your game
Your sense of entitlement strengthens your pain
It shows on your twisted face
Wearing a drawn out shade
I take it all and I put it to the torch
I torch it all without a shred of remorse
Here¡¯s your a?ology, here¡¯s to burning out
And here¡¯s to fading away
F*ck you both, I just put it to the torch
Put it to the torch
And let it burn!
Oh torch it!

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Put It To The Torch
Hatebreed



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