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Yeah
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Black dirty teeth in the crease
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Was the proof too good to be believed?
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Is the cunt with the tongue
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Who belongs on broken knees?
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So far it occurs to me
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That everybody in the world is afraid of me
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Just one more sin and down we go
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But that the news is out and I think I'm going to
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Kill myself, or fuck myself
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Or tell myself about the only thing that matters now
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We bury what we fear the most
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Approaching original violence
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Is the silence where you hide it?
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'Cause I don't recognize you anymore
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To each his own
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Life can do with one less watered-down excuse
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If this is over you can tell me it's no use
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Use, just tell me it's over
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Today we will deceive our better selves
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Into assimilating pain from something else
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Put on your face and show me why
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Behind the scenes we had to simply comply
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Now the community doesn't feel any better than it used to be
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I wanna be a judge in a criminal case
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You covered up, did you cultivate?
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Be yourself, not yourself
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Know yourself, 'cause no one seems to know you now
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We carry what we can't control
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Approaching original violence
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In the silence there's a nihilist
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Who doesn't care and never did
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To each his own
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Life can do with one less watered-down excuse
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There comes a time when we can't take the same abuse
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If this is over you can tell me it's no use
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Use
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Drug out, pissed on, everything's the same
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Bitch and moan, It doesn't matter, nothing's going to change
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I don't wanna watch another brother fucking die
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So discarded, fallen by the side
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Don't tell me it's the only way
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Just another reason why you never take the bait
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The trials, the scheming, the burden of the beast
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Both your faces turn your back on everything
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You fought to save a dream
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Now that it's over
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When this is over
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We are the angels' fear to tread
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Approaching original violence
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We're the silence, we'll deny it
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We can't continue on like this
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To each his own
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Life can do with one less watered-down excuse
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There comes a time where we can't take the same abuse
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My God, it would've taken just one word to stay from you
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Now that this is over, you can tell me it's no use
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Now that this is over, you can tell me it's no use
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Use, just tell me it's over
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It doesn't matter what you say
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It doesn't matter what you do
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We can't continue on like this
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_________
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Name AOV
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Artist Slipknot
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Album .5: The Gray Chapter
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