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Στοίχοι: Bleeding Through. This Is Love, This Is Murderous.

Midnight, we kill
We slaughter the tongue of revolution
To our graves
We are marked by the stain of lust

How many times can I trust in you
My beloved friend?
Because every time I trust, I lose
So I believe in nothing, nothing, nothing

Because of you, I still believe in nothing
Because of you, I still believe in nothing
Because of you, I still believe, I still believe in nothing

I'll always know my place in this world
No longer fit in your fucking world anymore
Your lust ruins everything
Like a growing target on my back

I feel the knives are chasing
See my eyes are no longer blind
You see my eyes are no longer blind

There is a purpose in life today
Destroying you every step of the way
From this point on
No more friends

I know my role in this world
Don't fit in your fucking world

This once meant everything to me
Now another forgotten effigy
Because only scars remain
Broken bones form a hope that's been left gray
I die every time I hear your fucking name

Been left gray
Been left gray
Been left gray
Been left gray
Been left gray

And there is a purpose
In life today
Rise to your feet
As we march to our graves
Fight back

There is a purpose
In life today
Rise to your fucking feet
As we march to our graves

I can still feel your thoughts
Ripping me apart
Tearing me apart
Ripping you apart
Tearing us apart

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