If it's something secret. (Psychosocial)
Is this what you want? (Psychosocial)
I'm not the only one!And the reign will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the mar
Fate! Cannot catch this lie, (Psychosocial)
I've tried to tell you thrice! (Psychosocial)
Your hurtful lies are giving out. (Psychosocial)
Can't stop the killing, I can't help it. (Psychosocial)
And the reign will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
But no-one else can see.
The preservation of the martyr in me.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
Psychosocial, Psychosocial, Psychosocial.
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There are cracks in the road we lay.
But we're the devil filth, the secret death gone mad.
This is nothing new, but would we kill it all?
The hate was all we had!Who needs another mess, we could start over.
Then fill your mouth with all the money you will save.
Sinking in, getting smaller again.
I'm done! It has begun, I'm not the only one!
And the reign will kill us all.
Throw ourselves against the wall.
I DID MY TIME, and I want out!
So abusive FAITH!
It doesn't cut, this soul is not so vibrant.
The reckoning, the sickening.
Back at your subversion.Psuedo-sacred sick perversion.
Go to your deserts, go dig your graves!