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Will you still hold me when you see what I have done?
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victim's blood?
Do you ever feel burned out? Where nothing matters, and you feel like your dead.
My heart is dead and so are you
Walking in the present but living in the past
Will you still kiss me the same when you taste my victim's blood?
Do you ever feel burned out? Where nothing matters, and you feel like your dead.
My heart is dead and so are you
Walking in the present but living in the past