running away from the scene of a murder
hiding from god in the back of a death machine
living in guilt under quilt of your mother
writing down all our principles in blood
abandon them when comes the flood
that might drown me
i'd kill my best friend,
the source of all my strength
i'd kill my best friend,
if i could save myself
Giving your soul to the dance of importance
Give me some blood, this is not a performance
Running away from the scene of a murder

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