Don't come to me with your I don't need them, Your conscience is a weight that I won't hold, You'd rather the only one who pretends, Is it 'cause you've been bought and sold so young?
Don't ask me questions cause I don't got answers If you only knew what time would tell It's all a test and lessons that you can't learn You'll know when you spend your time in hell
So as your blood's thin your time's running out, No one will be listening not even when you shout, When your angels turn to devils you'll finally figure out, That no one will be you in the end!
A hypocrite you're just a contradiction, Wrapped up in your who knows whats real, Well this is it your lonely life of fiction, Do you even know how to feel?
So as your blood's running thin your running out, No one will be listening not even when you shout, When your angels turn to devils you'll finally figure out, That no one will be with in the end!
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So as your blood's running thin your time's running out, No one will be listening not even when you shout, When your angels turn to devils you'll finally figure out, That no one will be with you in the end!