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Heil Nothing
Look at this
C'mon give it a kiss
Tell me why you changed
In the middle of our game
Cut 'em into bits
Till they ain't worth shit
I'm sick of this twisted lie
When I sit here just waiting to die
Is it an honourable death
When your fam is on your last breath
Tell me how it got so deep
The wound was theirs and mine to keep
Fight by tears or rage
And go back to the place you call home
C'mon give it a kiss
Tell me why you changed
In the middle of our game
Cut 'em into bits
Till they ain't worth shit
I'm sick of this twisted lie
When I sit here just waiting to die
Is it an honourable death
When your fam is on your last breath
Tell me how it got so deep
The wound was theirs and mine to keep
Fight by tears or rage
And go back to the place you call home
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