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Lyrics
What was the point of making you trust,
You live in a lie, the pain in the dust.
God always shouts and you always kick,
Through passionless hours.
Yeah you make me feel sick.
Your secret is taught but the body rejected.
Your smile's a question but the end is expected.
A truce is obtained, excuses are given.
Time to assess, now the nails have been driven'.
Time to assess, now the nails have been driven.
Time to assess, now the nails have been driven.
Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): STEVEN JOHN WILSON
You live in a lie, the pain in the dust.
God always shouts and you always kick,
Through passionless hours.
Yeah you make me feel sick.
Your secret is taught but the body rejected.
Your smile's a question but the end is expected.
A truce is obtained, excuses are given.
Time to assess, now the nails have been driven'.
Time to assess, now the nails have been driven.
Time to assess, now the nails have been driven.
Copyright: Downtown Music Publishing
Writer(s): STEVEN JOHN WILSON
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