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Patience fading, losing touch
Friends forever, losing trust
Severed ties
Live to lose
Found a way to tighten the noose
Conscious choice
Clouded vision
Your demise
Your decision
Lost the spirit just because
Nailed to it, never was

Swallowed doubt
Ingested the pain when the dark overcame
Conscience lost
Ideals destroyed
Left me behind
Left me annoyed

How does it feel to be so low?
How does it feel to be solo?

Sick of all your fucking bullshit
Get it through your head
Reasons wavered
Ideals suffered
How's the fucking edge?

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from Shelter, released September 8, 2012

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