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It’s in his brain A clot that travelled through his veins and settled in “And what a simple stroke of genius” he thought To kill the part of him that’s good And feed his ego the remains Dressed up at all the masquerades he throws himself He wears the youth he stole from us, But he’s just another crooked suit beneath tattoos And though there’s people at the wake there’s no mourning to see The sounds of empty halls seem sweeter to me But I wake every morning to find His legacy still haunting all of the songs I’d like to sing So here’s to the day I set them free. But we can’t escape! We clawed and picked apart the chains we forged ourselves ‘Cause he’s a sad, pathetic, washed up, old, delusional, perverted, stubborn fool Ohh! Let me set them free! Ohh! I just needed the freedom to stand and watch as my words cave in To bury me for All my sins All the roads I let you lead us down You’re mistaken Letras de cancionesWe don’t owe you a single thing ‘Cause you took the best of all our years and I’m sorry this won’t bring yours back You’re mistaken. We don’t owe you a single thing ‘Cause we’ve got nothing left. So here’s to the day I set them free And watch as my words cave in To bury me in this From Letras Mania