M.B.Misery
Tribal Stomp
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Well you know where I live
You know I live alone
Locked in this bloodbath breakdown
I'm losing control
Can you give me what I need?
Or will you watch me bleed?
Tear these thorns from my eyes
And tell me what to believe
The word is spoken
My faith is broken
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I won't be your misery
You can try to run and hide
Cross the river styx
Drop to your knees, pray to die
Grab your crucifix
Faith isn't what I need
It's my addiction
Cut my wrist to watch me bleed
To test my convictions