1. |
Gold Dust
03:09
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A bread line
Is what separates them from us
There's no time
For them to help the poor
There's no luck
Just a silver spoon in your mouth
It's a fucking crime
We all know it's not gonna change
Replace my lips with razor blades
Kissing becomes fun again
Private schooled and rich
Will rule us all till our dying day
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2. |
No Saviour
01:07
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I am in no way a crusader and there shall be no eternal light....
For those who swear the immaculate, it's all a fucking lie
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3. |
The Path To Hatred
02:25
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Midnight air so fresh and dreamy
on her own, finding home
taken on impulse a wicked thought my families broken now she's gone
I will find who's done this
I will put them on their knees
I will find who's done this
Their life is mine to take when I please
For you Dani I'll scour the earth to find the scum who took you from me
And I'll make them rot
In the dirt....
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4. |
Eyes Out
02:26
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I wanna see them bleeding from out their fucking eyes
I wanna hear you screaming, the human race I despise
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5. |
Cheat Card
02:36
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My heart is a car crash
Twisted fucking wreck
My heart is a car crash
Everyone is dead
My life is a pointless thing
Pray for death to silence me
I won't be saved, embrace the grave
My heart is a car crash
I've just spilled my loved ones blood
My heart is a car crash
Lying all over the road
I'm fucking empty, I can't love
Anymore, trust me I've tried
I can't look myself in the mirror
I can't look
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