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Only For The Weak
I can't tolerate your sadness,
'cause it's me you're drowning.
I won't allow any happiness,
'cause everytime that you laugh, I feel so guilty
Am I forced to have any regret?
I've become the lie, beautiful and free
In my righteous own mind
I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
I've lost the ability to paint the clouds
'cause it's me you're draining
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day
'cause everytime that you run, I fall behind
And so I hear my voice again
The tale of the bitter man, here I am
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tranquil pride that become the lie
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
(Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate)
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On bleeding knees I accept my fate)
(Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
On bleeding knees I accept my fate
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
The tranquil pride that become the lie
Shake the silence and hear what it says
The tale of the bitter man, here I am
And so I hear my voice again
'cause everytime that you run, I fall behind
I'm stuck in this slow-motion dark day
'cause it's me you're draining
I've lost the ability to paint the clouds
No need for sympathy, the misery that is me
Sell me the infection, it's only for the weak
I adore and preach the insanity you gave to me
In my righteous own mind
I've become the lie, beautiful and free
Am I forced to have any regret?
'cause everytime that you laugh, I feel so guilty
I won't allow any happiness,
'cause it's me you're drowning.
I can't tolerate your sadness,
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