| The devil and god are knocking at my door
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| I thought I had your word
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| That a father dies before his son
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| Now the reaper and his men are marching your way
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| Straight to hell
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| All that you taught me to be
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| Was a moper, a dreamer that only refused to dream
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| Oh save it please
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| My voice is peaking through your speakers
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| And I’m speaking just to show you the way
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| How could you
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| Shelter me out
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| I’m much older now
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| You’re a chemical fiend
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| You shatter like a beaker
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| When I only want to show you the way
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| The architect, the creator
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| I’ll build my way out of your demise
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| These dreams are my castles
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| Not the walls you built up around me
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| Oh when I look at my watch and I know
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| Time is gold
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| It can’t be pawned and it can’t be sold
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| Now you’re running out of time
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| Better relapse and rewind
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| Crucify your addiction so you can cross this line
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| Nothing can save you from the fate that awaits you (no, no)
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| Disregard the signals
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| Disregard the smoke
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| Father don’t believe them
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| Just let them fucking choke
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| Now we lay you down to sleep
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| I pray his hands, your soul to reap
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| And if I die before you wake
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| Then I’ve lost a bet, and for fucks sake
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| When all your cards are on the table
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| Pray the floor is still and stable and dance your life away
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| Your true colors are starting to get loud
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| So loud that it hurts my ears
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| Have fun praying to your gray god now
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| Yeah, this war don’t determine who’s right
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| This war just determines who’s left standing tonight
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| Stop handing me lights
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| I can see what you are in the dark just fine
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| I’m not blind, I’m bending the blinds
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| Peaking through to get a glimpse of your anguishing life
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| You’re hiding like a vampire, here comes the strife
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| This won’t hurt me cause I get a thrill from the bite
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| So place your bets
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| Place your bets
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| Cause through my eyes you’ll reap what you sow |