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Primal Doubts
In times of need I don't speak, not of love or truth
Lies have kissed these lips and sucked them blue
As pain tore my heart out, slowly it beat to death
I wish I could turn my back,I punish myself for all the wrong I've done
I gave up my safety, now I'm only good for comic relief
For me to erase all doubts I must see what's invisible
Lies have kissed these lips and sucked them blue
As pain tore my heart out, slowly it beat to death
I wish I could turn my back,I punish myself for all the wrong I've done
I gave up my safety, now I'm only good for comic relief
For me to erase all doubts I must see what's invisible
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