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Don't turn your back on me reasons i will not say walls are surrounding me prisoners they make of you Bathtub is rusted phone line corrupted Iron bars like auschwitz cremate your conflict Create identity make it insanity I will not fight you gave your right Bring me your heroes and ill make them zeroes -They are now dead The rest have now fled- bring me the best 'cause i was put to the test -Your full of shit your king hypocrite- salvation is not me walk down your own dark street Keep stacking bricks while im building bridges Im so sick of you glad i dont think of you dancing devil a blacklisted rebel create biography make the topic me i cannot think the feather fresh out of ink runaway just get away dont look back in time of pain soon you realize that everything said fiction under warning signs you turned your back on me reasons for your regret your phone line has been cut door has remained shut blood clot has thickened the doctor risen create your innocence make it your penitence i will not lie your plans have gone awry From Letras Mania