Oh baby, you hate yourself
I think your rage is justified
You never cared that much
And now your sins eat you alive
Your lips are stained with blood
Hard to rely on severed ties
Can't recall what it was
Oh, how the little things divide
You see the white or the black
Your fears so choreographed
The world sings your epitaph
I think your time is running out
Oh baby, you love your drug
Even when you rot on the inside
You try to mask it but
Your veil does so little to hide
Heretics called it what
A slow decay or suicide?
I'll see you in the slums
I hope our pain is worth your high
You see the white or the black
Your fears so choreographed
The world sings your epitaph
I think your time is running out
You see the white or the black
Your fears so choreographed
The world sings your epitaph
I think your time is running out
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