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Artist:Salem
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Album:Unknown
Track:Creating Our Sins
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Lyrics:Times flies,
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to terms
With my future
tense.

I despise conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could
feel,
Touch of sanity.
I wish that I could,
Touch of sanity.

Lies of
concrete.
As hard as stone, as cold as steel.
Dry bones, broken.
Help me, please, I need
to feel.

Times flies,
It stays up high above the ground.
I try to come to
terms
With my future tense.

They want me to die.
The memory of pain I've
known,
Piercing, poignant pain.
I vow to never feel again.

I despise
conformity,
The lies, the clenched fists.
I wish that I could feel,
Touch of sanity.
 
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