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Bleeding out, guess I shoulda known
Feeling drained and hurt, realizing I should have anticipated this outcome
I would have done fine on my own
I could have managed well by myself
But I guess that's just the way it goes
But things unfolded this way inevitably
Outta line, outta hope
Feeling disconnected and without optimism
Watch it all burn down
Witnessing everything collapse and fail
It's too late for redemption now
It's too late for any chance of redemption or recovery
What's today's body count?
Asking about the current death toll
Pack it up we're leaving town
Deciding to leave this place behind
I can't remember the last time it was silent
I can't recall the last peaceful moment
We called for peace but were met with violence
We asked for peace, but violence was the response we received
They heard thunder in a perfect storm
There were warnings in a chaotic situation
But were surprised when they felt the downpour
Surprised by the inevitable chaos that followed the warnings
What's it gonna take to shake your blind faith?
What will it require to make you doubt your unwavering belief?
I'm gonna watch your skull cave
Imagining witnessing your demise
These are the words of dead men
These words belong to the deceased
And your Rivers run red as a consequence
Your actions have led to severe consequences, symbolized by bloodshed
White lies
White lies
-These are the words of dead men
Reiteration that these words belong to the dead
And your rivers run red as a consequence
Again, highlighting the consequences of actions through bloodshed
Mark my words
Asserting the importance of the spoken statement
This haunt is relentless
The haunting experience persists relentlessly
There's so much blood on your hands
There's immense guilt associated with the consequences of your actions
There's so much blood
Reiterating the overwhelming guilt or responsibility
So much blood
Emphasizing the magnitude of guilt or consequences
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