Kill The Old, Torture Their Young
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Open your eye, turn your back away, from me
Sensations, collapse under broken hearts,
When times light, just when you fall asleep
And I thought, to fly away,
And clear my heart and die
That's just what I thought today.
And I thought, to smile away,
And sell fire and die
That's just what I thought today.
Where now? I'll get back I'll get back
Where now? I'll get back I'll get back
Where now? (Something's wrong), I'll get back I'll get back
Where now? (Something's wrong), I'll get back I'll get back
Hey, Hey
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