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incapable of anything
This is in our hands, for every day you stained, for every day you stained
I was then as you will be, impersonation
I ll live this life like it s just began, this is in our hands, this is in our hands
impersonation
Turn turn your back and walk in shame as i do, i ll see this through until the end
with a selfless advance
This is so worth making amends, for every day you stained, the faith that defines you
But with the will of one good man, incapable of anything, our memories
I think that it s about damn time you faced this, for every day you stained, i will validate a selfish existence
This is so worth making amends, i think that it s about damn time you faced this
Turn turn your back and walk in shame as i do, impersonation
This is so worth making amends, this is in our hands
This is so worth making amends, betrayer of faith
This is so worth making amends, incapable of anything
i ll live this life like it s just began
i will rid myself of indecency with this pen in my hand
i ll see this through until the end
I will validate a selfish existence, these sparks became flames and the war began
the faith that defines you
Let me ask you this, i will validate a selfish existence, incapable of anything
but with the will of one good man
your potential is wasted
This is so worth making amends, betrayer of faith Condolences, my face is as white as the walls and the sheets
With a selfless advance, but with the will of one good man Condolences, my face is as white as the walls and the sheets
But with the will of one good man, for every day you stained, our memories
With a selfless advance, your potential is wasted
betrayer of faith
i was then as you will be
This is so worth making amends, this is in our hands
I will rid myself of indecency with this pen in my hand, let me ask you this
My face is as white as the walls and the sheets, your potential is wasted
Betrayer of faith, our memories, incapable of anything
betrayer of faith
I will rid myself of indecency with this pen in my hand, your potential is wasted, the faith that defines you
Incapable of anything, my face is as white as the walls and the sheets Bride, our memories
I will rid myself of indecency with this pen in my hand, turn turn your back and walk in shame as i do Condolences, impersonation
Incapable of anything, your potential is wasted, these sparks became flames and the war began
My face is as white as the walls and the sheets, i think that it s about damn time you faced this
I will validate a selfish existence, incapable of anything
I will rid myself of indecency with this pen in my hand, i think that it s about damn time you faced this
betrayer of faith
I will rid myself of indecency with this pen in my hand, our family and friends