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Dial 8

On a sea of nails in self doubt I push this feeling further into this sound. in all this failing I could never hide The truth of pain that left me broken on the inside. We are the future, We are the lie Trapped in holy innocence we only wish to thrive We are the nightmare buried deep in your mind We are the travesty sweetened with your pain Alive, Alive, but Barely, Alive. Alive, Alive, but Barely, Alive. Shepards spreading death Dragged outside shot in the head. Holy mained again. Dragged outside shot in the head. A million faces in a bloody shroud I hear their voices calling me to put you down. Covered in blood, drowning in my hate I covered my eyes, I covered your eyes, I covered my eyes. We are the cancer eating at your mind. We are the ministries for all your crimes. Shepards spreading death Dragged outside shot in the head. Holy mained again. Dragged outside shot in the head. Dragged outside shot in the head. Holy mained again, holy maimed again



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