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Sad Sundays

de Kill The Lights

Here we go again
I'm sick of hearing your mouth
You're so wrapped up in yourself, it's toxic
So fucked up
You only think of yourself
The world is watching as you fade into nothing

I'll feed you to the dogs

I'm here to watch you fall
Right to your knees
The world has had enough
Come sing with me
I'm ready to embrace
Your shallow grave
You're burning out like a moth to the flame

Cross the line again
I'll show what it feels like
To wear the burden of being nothing
Ego trip
You walk this world like your God
All I see is just a child in the mirror

I'm here to watch you fall
Right to your knees
The world has had enough
Come sing with me
I'm ready to embrace
Your shallow grave
You're burning out like a moth to the flame

I'm here to watch you fall
Right to your knees
The world has had enough
Come sing with me
I'm ready to embrace
Your shallow grave
You're burning out like a moth to the flame

Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey

I'm here to watch you fall
Right to your knees
The world has had enough
Come sing with me
I'm ready to embrace
Your shallow grave
You're burning out like a moth to the flame

I'm here to watch you fall
Right to your knees
The world has had enough
Come sing with me
I'm ready to embrace
Your shallow grave
You're burning out like a moth to the flame

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