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Ben Moody lyrics : "10.22"

What a tragic affection to harbor
The sun is seeking salvation to squander
Such a beautiful burden to bear alone

I know

Writes of fiction, of violence

Breaking the silence
Hiding the wake of our deception
Guarding desperate secrets buried below,

And you know

[Chorus:]

Tell me again your f**ked up excuses
Dying fighting a life of abu!@&(t
Shame is your game, you say I'm to blame

But you know, but you know

This moment carries my last hesitation

Seducing anger to haste, a separation
Your solemn piece of the guilty, then it grows so cold


Your every breath now strengthens my affliction,
My tears have faded all hope of your conviction
You were never the martyr you pretended to be

And you know

[Chorus:]


Sell me again, your thoughtless excuses
Holding on at the end of amu!@&(t

Shame is your game, you say I'm to blame
But you know, but you know


How vein the view now
Teardrops rain down
Nobody cares, nobody cares


[Chorus:]


(You know, oh you know, you know...)

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