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Thy Art Is Murder - Waste Of Myself текст песни

Исполнитель: Thy Art Is Murder

альбом: The Aggression Sessions


Shed my skin, reject the hand I've been dealt
I'm not becoming a waste of myself

Shed my skin
Reject the hand I've been dealt
Take a chance so I can better myself
Give me the strength so I can be reborn
I choose not to believe that the cycle goes on and on

Ah, the cycle goes on and on
When all hope is gone
Still fucking holding on
To stop me slipping away (stop me slipping away)
No longer blind to see
An opportunitook in the mirror
And see it staring back at me
Am I becoming a waste of myself?
Am I becoming a waste of myself?

Shed my skin, shed my skin
Now I am reborn, go!

No longer blind to see an opportunity
Look in the mirror
And see it staring back at me

Am I becoming a waste of myself?

Am I becoming a waste of myself?

Am I becoming a waste of myself

Am I becoming a waste of myself

I will never become a fucking waste of myself
Fuck

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