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I won't lay my dreams on your altar of sacrifice

Take it, the lies that you hold dear no longer affect me

As your life is bought and sold I'll sit back and laugh

At your burning, draining, dying world

Dried out, killed, overused; drained of all that you give

Don't expect another contender to be the object of this abuse

I've given up on the dying; it never gave me your peace

Smile big, sit straight now, let go of all your dreams

Bleed yourself dry boy

Bleed it out, suck it in

Bleed yourself on demand

You've made your decision; I've made mine

So you can save your breath selling me on your death

Choose your own death, you're already dead

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