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Hackneyed
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The Tightrope
They want to keep us down Frown from high above They gloat to watch us drown Our pain is not enough
Cut the tightrope, pull them downward, This show will bring us equity. In the circus of the righteous they're all longing to behold: Pain is timeless, pain is gold, every ticket will be sold
Come to the front row, come and take a seat This time we promise you - guarantee you heat
While our corpses piling up They're shaking in delight Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Climb to the mountain's top Make them pay for our plight
Cut the tightrope, pull them downward, This show will bring us equity. In the circus of the righteous they're all longing to behold: Pain is timeless, pain is gold, every ticket will be sold
Grab the bastards, flay their bodies, cut right to the chase: Let them suffer, let them beg, we will set them all ablaze. Drench the curtain, torch the circus, raze it to the ground Everybody will be burning, we will leave a mark profound
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