I, Omega - Conflict Absolution (Act.I) | Текст песни

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tell the devil I got a bone to pick I never said I’d sell my soul for this I already told God this race is rigged these are not the days to call in sick they make this world a bitter place darken your comedy expect the suffering if you got something better to say now’s the time before I leave this way

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