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de 300 South

Blood upon my hands is still warm
Fallen like rain from these wounds
Innocence has turned to something else
In the mirror in your eyes...tells me to leave once more

You will not forgive me my sins
If i´d tell you,you wouldn´t know a thing how it feels
Tired and drained,damned in this hell
My hands tied up in chains

I hear the same old songs,i hear the same old stories
I hear the lies creeping under dying bloodred heavens
I hear the same old songs,i see them murder me...

This train of thoughts,over came the sorrow
Once was a river,now it has become a sea
I leave a room for bad dreams,neverending
Just like others fun is hell for me...

You will bleed with me
This fuckin´ world will learn the hardest way
Pain nomore?...pain forever!
Your hands tied up in chains

I hear the same old songs,i hear the same old stories
I hear the lies creeping under dying bloodred heavens
I hear the same old songs,i see them murder me...

What for i wish,it wouldn´t be like this?
When no love submerge,and i still keep drowning in these fears
I can´t explain,reasons subside
I´ve killed myself too many times
I can´t escape,i can´t hide...why i can´t be free?

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