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Lletres: Bleed The Sky. Borrelia Mass.

Down

Taking the first step
Has left you all dried up
The demon has slipped
And forced you under the gun

I can't see the future
No one can stop this
Nature's test is second best
Give a chance to sorrow

Never faulting, never feeling
It's already become this way
Never seeming that you're feeling
It's already become this fake

Into the grave, you're my demotivation
Take me to the place where I should fall
That's where you want to see it all
Send me home you know I need it all
That's where you watch it all

Never faulting, never feeling
It's already become this way
Never seeming that you're feeling
It's already become this fake

Take my life, I hand it over
You will use it for your gain
Never seeming that you're feeling
It's already become this fake

You fuck, what a failure
To us all, to us all you've failed
Your vice, your lies, your temptation is gone
It's your time to fall

You're my demotivation
Take me to the place where I should fall
That's where you want to see it all
Send me home you know I need it all
That's where you watch it all

First in line to taste the wine before the finish
Gets demotivation
Last in line to beat the blind, enjoy the finish
Gets demotivation, demotivation

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