Texty:
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Texty

Feel so numb feel so dead Just felt like someone hit my head Like someone knew just what to do Poison the masses catch the running few Feel so empty

Texty

We're living for life to be the way we feel Not living for life, but the Death appeal Who wants a cancerous boring end when you can die from misery

Texty

Turn away, turn away from the wall Turn away, turn away from the wall Face me now, Face me now Show me, show me all your tears Your pain, your pain

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Shed no tears for the martyr dying Only in pain suffering and death Can the martyr become what he's chosen to be No tears wasted No sorrow no pity

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There are eyes that cannot see And fingers that cannot touch That's the way of the world There are dreams left empty and blank And legs that have

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Ever live a life that's real Full of zest, but no appeal Ever want to cry so much You want to die Ever feel that you've been had Had so much that

Texty

She's a sex bomb my baby - yeah (repeat endlessly)

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