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Theres someone inside methat softly kills everyone around
they dont know they're dead to me
because intent never makes a sound
all along they found i strangled
lovers who have learned fromslower hands
in these eleven minutes i could
teach you who what i am
your sick, sick as all the secrets you deny
sins likes skeletons are so very hard to hide
your sick, sick as all the secrets you deny
sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
theres a art in seclusion
production in deppression
if a stranger turns up missing,
this song is my confession
tell the tails of the trail of dead
lovers learn from slower hands
losing myself in myself
inner demons wake demands
your sick, sick as all the secrets you deny
sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
your sick, sick as all the secrets you deny
sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
you're suffocating me so very hard to breathe
my mask has growing heavy, but i have forgotten whos beneath
your sick, sick as all the secrets you deny
sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
your sick, sick as all the secrets you deny
sins like skeletons are so very hard to hide
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