Dead Souls

DeerMx

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Were you a son of a gun?
Were you a fancy boy?
Were you a fail?
Did you hide under your face?
The flam of your mistakes
To win again

My soul is fading away
My soul is fading away

Nothing for what you betrayed it's true
Nothing in that sack of shit is true
No one will be safe for your sake
How much for your ethics and your thoughts?
How much for your fucking comfort zone?
How much for remaining in my hell?

My soul is fading away
Our souls are fading away