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Here's what you do at night
Be where the blackmold's grown
Abandoned corpse laying in the alleyway
Ghosts floating in the air, cold
Lifeless in my bed, im fucking numb
Rigor mortis
I never existed
Cut down the wrist and not across
Want results
And I won't ever resist it

It's not a nightmare, more like a dream
That came to fruition
By the fiend
Codeine tears
I'm drowning in fear
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The wounds are severe

Vagabonds sleeping on the curb
Heading to church, but falling down
Their screams won't have any results
So they stay in their mind

I'm like robin hood
Although i killed the rich
Took the money for myself i dont give shit
Never gave a fuck about anyone, in general
I'm too greedy
I don't have a big ego
But i'd murder you for my own profit

It's the cold world
Body under cockroaches
Why u afraid

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