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Justin The Red

Wake up traitor You are destroying yourself So much blood on your hands She believed every word that you said Then you cut her throat She fell to the ground Just

She is breaking down And we are watching her die All our excess is Enough to put the blood on our hands OH God what have we become Are we saints wearing

Burn all the empires Wake up the children Gather wounded We've got a problem Been burning every bridge we touch I'm not in control We are not in control

busy Wake up traitor You are destroying yourself So much blood on your hands She believed every word that you said Then you cut her throat She fell to the ground Just

Alive at last Your words are broken machines Lay me down And I will learn not to sleep Collapse these walls We'll rebuild this dream No more lies The

one more time Girl, don't go away mad Girl, just go away Girl, don't go away mad Girl, just go away Girl, don't go away mad Girl, just go away, yeah

fight And I ain't leaving here Alone tonight Uh, huh, uh, huh, yeah It might just save your life Uh, huh, oh, yeah It might just save you Just because

eyes. So just let go of regret. Your wings are linked to fly, but they may never take flight when you hold onto your regret. So just let go. In this

like some order, Just some order round here All I have is courage and feel These thoughts they don't wait Just like time Just like fate They are just