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Hidden tombs and solitude hunger stikes or belly aches handcuffed pines and crossed picket lines sacrifice is a tear away Barren plans, buried two fingers beneath the sand overdoses or body shakes a wet dream for a dry spell addiction is a tear away When the booms a bust and profits gone by war cry or swan song we'll be here like before and evermore Nothing to lost is a tear away Obese and unnatural and wearied of the weight sacred heart or blessed fall salvation is a tear away Murder bloody murder suicide pact the world over stillborn slaves can't fill mass graves sooner than their share has been reserved peasant mobs and kings for a day your loves are fleeting when so unjust for bleeding hearts drain fast with steadfast lust Sobs for tyranny are a tear away From Letras Mania