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I...pass them by

'Til all their pain subsides

As the lamb

Lays by your side

The last season is upon

Tough to deal with a real hard case

Make no mistake

No bones about it

Never fit in but I've found my place.

Going in dirty as pigs...

Sacred secrets of the sorrow-bound

Going in dirty as pigs...

Watching as it comes unwound

You make me sick

Irreverent and full of wants

Shaking at the foundation

Gone again but not gone for good

Living is sedation

Think so little of yourself

To think of no one else

Hope not one tells

Make no mistake

No bones about it

never fit in but I've found my place

with everything you do, with everything you are

Everything you say, you take it too far

You make me sick, you make me sick

This sour taste remains

This sour taste remains

Disdain, disdain, disdain

Sick

Your actions speak louder than words

All I do is throw the curse

I'll burn it down before it turns black

There's no solution so I'm on the attack.