All That Hate lives in your bones
In never ever leaves you alone
And all that hate will throw you hand
You try to sit by always standing alone
Alone,Alone,Alone
I tried to find the pieces, but all the pieces turned
I tried to find the pieces, but all the pieces turned
All That Hate lives in your bones
In never ever leaves you alone
And all that hate will throw you hand
You try to sit by always standing alone
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