Your Will
Paralysis
Life Sentence • 2017
Lyrics
Quiet, my mind
Alone, I feel forced to atone
Never again will I have to pretend
You are my friend
Putting an end to the trend
Of all the bullshit that you tend
Your vices and devices
This crisis divides us
Your will to kill
Any hope that remains
Alone, I feel forced to atone
Never again will I have to pretend
You are my friend
Putting an end to the trend
Of all the bullshit that you tend
Your vices and devices
This crisis divides us
Your will to kill
Any hope that remains
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