Settle down you all can't you hear the footsteps down the hall?
You're waiting for the scream of your conscience call
And everyone starts dying
What the fuck is wrong
I said that I would always find my way back home
Now everyone I love has been left alone
And everyone starts dying
It's you and I begging for life
It's you and I
Seems like in death we all become our perfect self
Last chance to pray and rid our self of the pain
Seems like in death we all become our perfect self
Last chance to pray and rid our self of the pain
Help comes when I don't even want it
Do you really believe that I need it?
Seems like in death I'm alive
Help comes when I don't even want it
Do you really believe that I need it?
Seems like in death I'm alive
Seems like in death I'm alive
Seems like in death we all become our perfect self
Last chance to pray and rid our self of the pain
Seems like in death we all become our perfect self
Last chance to pray and rid our self of the pain
Seems like in death I'm alive
Help comes when I don't even want it
Seems like in death I'm alive
Do you really believe?
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