Pain, your life is only a book of pain
but your life it isn't very plain
this possesion of hate
need to be dread
say for your defense
"all for one" to be free.
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and all your lies, all your fucking lies...
there's like a swictch blade knife
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lies like a blade
see you tomorrow!!
what do you gain?
you only say sillines
it's the same
this possesion of hate
where do you go?
you are a sinner, a sickmen, a stray lumb
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