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HEADHUNTING
02:18
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wake up it goes awry arm in arm fielding lies crash into blinding white as the rejects walk home. nothing left here to see surprises no sympathy day turns to dusk and we burn it the same. pushing a sacred bait scoffing at those who wait feeling the mutual hate with the holy blue. bastards who walk the street beating down on the weak flex masculinity and smile at home. rabid is the coward who sleeps with the pig. headhunting jailing any hope shred them of their will and it's a slippery slope.
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NO LONGER
01:56
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no reason to trust you saying you'll wise up but you never pull through no need to hope that you'll catch a break because once yr out of love you don't need the embrace and the lack of application is a funny way to submit to yr fears and never leave a trace. once yr a pig yr always a pig. there was a time when i longed to follow you around taking yr advice never making a sound thankfully it didn't take me long to see that all of yr morals are surrounded by parentheses. i don't need to settle for what stays fake.
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RITUALIZED
02:52
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bathe deep in the undertow don't speak because we already know what yr sympathy really means support the cause to live out yr dream. who failed you? and if you ignore the rain the kind that cycles and cycles the same clarity you won't be shown rusting pure overtones and you'll bathe in the undertow don't speak because we already know what yr sympathy really means exploit the cause to live out yr dream. ignore the rain, expect to rust.
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pondering the externalities of our association giving me reasons to stretch my patience tiptoeing the line you've got me feeling reckless and it makes me recoil to see what you've wanted. but will i falter? am i guilty for the sacrifices i've made one foot at the altar one foot in the grave tiptoeing the line you've got me feeling reckless and it makes me recoil to see what you've wanted.
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BLUE SHIELD
02:28
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i'll never be satisfied until you pay for yr mistreatment, i'll never be satisfied until yr running from yr demons. i'll never be satisfied until we force you out of town, i'll never be satisfied until yr clawing at the ground. you rely on blue, it's tired. climbing to ascend yr throne in a fake empire. you rely on blue, it's tired. you'll never forcibly be admired.
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like a bitter wind a smack in the face, lacking ambition with even less faith. filled with the shit to spew from yr lips. soullessly i grin and bear it. living with a hand on my throat from you. throwing my mind in a useless place, surrounding myself with rotten faces. follow the script as it was written, destination stays the same i'm paranoia stricken. insincerity will be the fall of man, call it what you will it won't freeze the demand.
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