thieves came to steal my soul empty-handed they¡¯re going home you can¡¯t take what i don¡¯t own i offer no reward i sold it all for self-control we¡¯re at the mercy of the rising tide we are the lambs in line for sacrifice please learn your lessons well hindsight is unforgiving some errors the tragic ones you¡¯ll make them only once no second best no runner up our prescription for salvation is on empty medication we pursue went like lambs to the slaughter
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