Soilwork - Distortion Sleep
In My Town Where The System Sleeps Nobody Gives A Damn It's Up To You How To Hide To Flee Their Hunger Never Ends Hateful Design Builds The Structure Divine A Territory Cold As Ice An Endless Empire With Cynic Desire Born Of A Broken Spell Feeling Like A Guttersnipe Standing In Line Deciding His Lifestyle By Rolling The Dice One Will Stand Another Will Fall Down Find Your Way Out From The Constant Lack You Gotta Get Yourself A Picture Of What Is Going On Cause Their Lips Are Sealed Now Their Honesty Never To Be Found Hateful Design Builds The Structure Divine A Territory Cold As Ice An Endless Empire With Cynic Desire Born Of A Broken Spell Your Pride Is Just A Symbol Another Hidden Excuse For Being Such A Savior Distorting Your Sick Self Abuse
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