Dragging Dead Bodies In Blue Bags Up Really Long Hills
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Non fiction don't believe me that chances I have to take betrayal
at its best is always second guessed
Try I am healing the pressure so give me a reason now it's been so
long and I've waited I've been waiting for so long don't fight it's
hard to breathe when you're buried alive you take this place for
granted and you realize it's never enough I've waited for so long
this will never end
The reflection of false hope we kept the secrets in the dark and
the values of our brothers inside the shadows I can see can see me
perfectly their ratio is ten to o
Oh we're on top of the world let's go
Your death is written on paper my heart is fueled by hatred dragging
dead bodies up really steep hills
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