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Let the madness begin
Livin' with snakes, feedin' the hate, kill or betrayal
Shedding the skin, bitter within, cower with shame
Venomous tongue back in the lungs, kissing the pain
Kissing the pain, with constant pushing, provoking reactions
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Livin' with snakes, feedin' the hate, kill or betrayal
Shedding the skin, bitter within, cower with shame
Venomous tongue back in the lungs, kissing the pain
Kissing the pain, with constant pushing, provoking reactions
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Diggin' a hole, bury the trust, lay it to rest
Swallow the dirt, breathe in the dust, savour the taste
Hammer the nails, nothing to say, walking away
Walking away, from constant screaming. provoking this madness
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Bring out the knives (Knives) to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Bring out the knives
You keep on digging your own graves
Swallow the dirt, breathe in the dust, savour the taste
Hammer the nails, nothing to say, walking away
Walking away, from constant screaming. provoking this madness
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Bring out the knives (Knives) to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Bring out the knives
You keep on digging your own graves
And you just focus on the pain
Oh, so keep on digging your own graves
I see the panic, it's sickening
You're not a saint, not a slave
Now just focus on the pain (Pain)
I hear the voices, they're calling
To sever, forever, insanity
You're not a saint, you're a slave
Breaking apart, torn at the seams, sanity fails
Tread by the edge, pushed into hell, never again
Never again, constant pushing, provoking reactions
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Oh, so keep on digging your own graves
I see the panic, it's sickening
You're not a saint, not a slave
Now just focus on the pain (Pain)
I hear the voices, they're calling
To sever, forever, insanity
You're not a saint, you're a slave
Breaking apart, torn at the seams, sanity fails
Tread by the edge, pushed into hell, never again
Never again, constant pushing, provoking reactions
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, watch 'em burn in the fire
Bring out the knives (Knives) to cut and divide
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives (Knives) to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, let 'em burn
Bring out the knives
Just swallow the dirt
And breathe in the dust
Now savour the taste
No walking away
No walking away
Bring out the knives
Another scar for memories
Bring out the knives (Knives) to cut and divide
Let 'em breathe, let 'em burn
Bring out the knives
Just swallow the dirt
And breathe in the dust
Now savour the taste
No walking away
No walking away
Bring out the knives
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