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If decency were a common theme
We'd be the prey
If memory meant anything
I'd be coming after you
If we don't stare
Then it's not there
What do you care
If nothing exists to hurt you?
We'd be the prey
Akin, estranged
In memory of tragedy
We'd kill to stay
Immorally swore a king
In sin we're saved
In empathy of tragedy
I'd still be coming after you
If we don't stare
Then it's not there
What do you care
If nothing exists?
We'd be the prey
Akin, estranged
In memory of tragedy
We'd kill to stay
Immorally swore a king
In sin we're saved
In empathy of tragedy
I'd still be coming after you
We don't stare
Then it's not there
What do you care
If nothing exists?
We'd be the prey
We'd be the prey