were we lost in the endless motions
looking at the days like endless commotions
were we stuck in endless lines
only ever fighting to find the sines

was love only an excuse
to endure abuse was faith just put in place
to hide your other face

you tasted the blood
to drink away your sin
you kill your soul
in hopes that some of the daemons wont find their way in

these streets have grown so cold

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