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Lie with those sweet words that fall from your lips
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Stare so cold and calculating worth the risk
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Escape from this life of expectations to finally die free
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The virus grows inside my head here
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It makes me speak in screams and whispers
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No need to apologize
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I see deceit behind your eyes
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There is nothing left for us here
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Start a war
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A war for two
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A final suicide
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I can share with you
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The death of affection
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Under your discretion
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Breathe life to the lifeless
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Breathe life
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Name Cacophony (The Death Of Affection)
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Artist The Killing Tree
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Album The Romance of Helen Trent
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