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• Artiste: Ben Moody
• Titre: 10.22
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What a tragic affection to harbor A soul is seeking salvation to squander Such a beautiful burden to bear alone I know Rants and fiction of violence Breaking the silence Hiding the wake of our deception Guarding desperate secrets buried below, And you know [Chorus:] Tell me again your fucked up excuses Dying fighting a life of abusement Shame is your game, you say I'm to blame But you know, but you know This moment carries my last hesitation Seducing anger to haste, a separation Your solemn piece of the guilty, then it grows so cold Your every breath now strengthens my affliction, My tears have faded all hope of your conviction You were never the martyr you pretended to be And you know [Chorus:] Sell me again, your thoughtless excuses Holding on at the end of amusement Shame is your game, you say I'm to blame But you know, but you know How vein the view now Teardrops rain down Nobody cares, nobody cares [Chorus:] (You know, oh you know, you know...)