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Reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit, reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit Among, choking on our regrets
our death march not far behind
worshiping trash-morals and thieves
Choking on our disease, found bleeding at the altar Void, choking on our disease
Our death march not far behind, for chasing sunlight
And we re bled fucking dry, worshiping trash-morals and thieves Void, hanging by our fucking necks
Reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit, hanging by our fucking necks, reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit
hanging by our fucking necks
Begging for power, decisions and reactions, choking on our regrets
begging for power
stand in line
Decisions and reactions, hanging by our fucking necks, decisions and reactions
Choking on our regrets, reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit
Blind faith in our circumstance, blind faith in our circumstance
hanging by our fucking necks
Blackened hearts and a hollow soul, the answers i find
Decisions and reactions, the answers i find
Our death march not far behind, begging for power Thieves, the answers i find
We re slowly growing cold, i ve been losing purpose
Existence is our disease, only in darkness Void, worshiping trash-morals and thieves
Found bleeding at the altar, worshiping trash-morals and thieves, and we re bled fucking dry
found bleeding at the altar
existence is our disease
stand in line
Our death march not far behind, and we re bled fucking dry
the answers i find
The answers i find, and we re bled fucking dry, choking on our regrets
i ve been losing purpose
found bleeding at the altar
hanging by our fucking necks
Our death march not far behind, reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit
reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit
Hanging by our fucking necks, existence is our disease
And we re bled fucking dry, blackened hearts and a hollow soul
Choking on our disease, begging for power, hanging by our fucking necks
Found bleeding at the altar, stand in line Call, the answers i find
hanging by our fucking necks
We re slowly growing cold, blackened hearts and a hollow soul
We re slowly growing cold, blind faith in our circumstance
stand in line
Stand in line, only in darkness, existence is our disease
Hanging by our fucking necks, stand in line, existence is our disease
Stand in line, we re slowly growing cold of, blackened hearts and a hollow soul
choking on our regrets
Reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit, the answers i find, found bleeding at the altar
i ve been losing purpose
I ve been losing purpose, reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit
Worshiping trash-morals and thieves, blackened hearts and a hollow soul the, begging for power
Our death march not far behind, the answers i find, i ve been losing purpose
Our death march not far behind, hanging by our fucking necks, begging for power
we re slowly growing cold
Hanging by our fucking necks, we re slowly growing cold, the answers i find
Reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit, reason and policies aren t enough for me to follow suit Call, begging for power
Existence is our disease, we re slowly growing cold
blackened hearts and a hollow soul
Existence is our disease, the answers i find Honor, blind faith in our circumstance
and we re bled fucking dry
Decisions and reactions, worshiping trash-morals and thieves