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Born to Lose
02:16
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Constant punishment, constant pain
Nothing in life ever goes my way
Always beaten, broken, and tied down
The gods and devils are always pulling me around
It doesn't matter which side they choose
Just a constant reminder I'm born to lose
Beaten, broken, and tied down
The gods and devils are always pulling me around
It doesn't matter which side they fucking choose
Just a constant reminder that I'm born to fucking lose
Constant punishment, constant pain
Nothing in life ever goes my way
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2. |
Finding My Pain
01:56
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Finding pain is the meaning of life
Deep inside we all struggle with strife
A twisted soul corrupted by fate
Life or death which road will I take
Every choice makes it harder to break
These shackles that have me pinned to my own grave
Finding my pain in a life without peace
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Corrupted Soul
02:09
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Corrupted soul of hate
Plays with the devils fate
Corrupted soul of hate
Can you live with your mistakes
Always making mistakes and never taking the blame
Pointing your finger as you hide your head in fucking shame
Hide your head in shame
Corrupted soul of hate
Plays with the devils fate
Corrupted soul of hate
Keep digging your own grave
Time and time again I tried to be your friend
You pushed me to the side and let your ignorance in
Time and time again I tried to be your friend
But this is the fucking end
Hide your head in shame
Corrupted soul of hate
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4. |
Betrayal
01:19
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It's always hard when you put trust in another
And they throw it in your face like it doesn't matter
You hang your head, they bury the knife
Just another person in and fucking out of my life
I always had the feeling that I was meant to be alone
Nowhere to feel safe, nowhere to call my home
It sucks that these are the cards that I was dealt
The only person that I trust is myself
So sick of putting trust in everybody else
I guess the only person I have is myself
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5. |
Six Feet Deep
02:36
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A clouded mind, with empty thoughts
A wasted life, filled with distraught
Always searching to find a purpose
Only finding that you're fucking worthless
Shattered hopes with broken dreams
Is the only thing you're meant to see
Get a grip on reality
Before you end up six feet deep
Born from misery is what you been told
But no ones fooled by the lies you promote
Given a life that you didn't choose
Better adapt before the reaper comes for you
Get a grip on reality
Before you end up six feet deep
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