The Duskfall

The Duskfall - Source songtekst

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An empty stare, a stupid grin.

Sweating palms and cold within.

Delete past calculations, adapt to a brand new breed.

Sudden movements, the smell of caffeine



Won't ever see me turning the other cheek, tooth for a tooth, I want more than you lies.

Won't ever see me walking away, not forgiving, I won't admit that I'm wrong.



Can't rid the disease, a need of release, the source will pull you under.

Can't rid the disease, a need of release, or a way to end it.



Twitching muscles, an aching head.

Brain hurting, unable to think straight.

A great future would have been, among the lost.

Among deceivers, like himself.



Wont ever see me...



Can't rid the disease...
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Taal: Engels

Komt voor op: Source (2003)

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