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faceless nameless what were you thinking of your head hanging low in the city of angels like a moth in box walking barefoot you lost like a living deadman you stalk the empty streets your dirty clothes in shreds sickened by your lust it's all the same to you dust to dust no one to blame cause we are all the same we're all losing the game you can suffer sure you can to see if you still feel yeah you can hurt yourself you can laugh you can cry carry a cross but it won't make you a man little boy ride away dont stare at me that way i'm reaching for a hand now the flames are closing in i dont know who i am but i can see through you you can suffer sure you can to see if you still feel yeah you can hurt yourself you can laugh you can cry carry a cross but it won't make you a man |
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