Oh, look at where your path has taken us.
Left for dead, and no one to turn to. Thoughts of suicide running through your head;
But can you draw blood from a machine?

Deaf ears and sewn shut eyes; can't see your face, can't hear your cries. The mere sight of you could torture souls,
You've created a new disease

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With you gone we can finally carry on, with our lives, the way it should have been (2x)

Shots fired at your front, and our knives in your back. I can't believe you still stand.
You were meant to represent, all that is good, oh where did we go wrong.

One, shot to the heart, is all we need

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Mart... Mart Matino?