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My mouth tastes like lead Fear cuts like glass I can't stop the dream Of blood and suicide It's a one-way street You're already lost You're on a trip down a one-way street You think there's nothing to lose You're already lost Already lost Fear cuts like glass I can't stop the dream Of Blood and Suicide Already lost I see the world on fire Watch the setting sun Incinerate Flesh and Blood and Suicide …and Suicide From Letras Mania