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I am
I did my time and I want out
So effusive, Fade.
It doesnt cut, the soul is not so vibrant,
The Reckoning, The Sickening,
Packaging Subversion, Pseudo-sacrosanct Perversion.
Go drill your deserts, Go dig your graves,
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save,
Sinking in, getting smaller again
Im done, it has begun. Im not the only one
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL
THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR IN ME
Psychosocial Psychosocial Psychosocial
are cracks in the road we laid,
but where the temple fell, The secrets have gone mad,
This is nothing new,but when we killed it all?,
the hate was all we had!
Who needs another mess? We could start over,
Just look me to the eyes and say Im wrong.
Now theres only emptiness
venomous, insipid
I think were done. Im not the only one
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL
THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
I won't be ignored (THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!)
No!
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me
Like it or not (THE LIMITS OF THE DEAD!)
Right now
Hear me out now
You're gonna listen to me
Like it or not
Right now
I can't feel
The way I did before
Don't turn your back on me
I won't be ignored!
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL
THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR IN ME (I am)
AND THE RAIN WILL KILL US ALL
THROW OURSELVES AGAINST THE WALL
BUT NO ONE ELSE CAN SEE
THE PRESERVATION OF THE MARTYR IN ME
I won't be ignored!