Marion Crane - The Cycle | Текст песни

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• Marion Crane
• The Cycle

I'm coming clean. Medicated ending.
Your love brings out the suicide bomber in me.
I'm back in the game. The kids will be okay.
Assassination is the murder we crave.

Out of mind, already lived.
We're out of time.

Everyone dies, not everyone lives.
She's coming on like a rich motherfucker.
They're all the same. I've got a date with rage.
Fooled by the illusion of night and day.

Out of mind, already lived.
We're out of time, already dead.

I find that my time is a waste if I do not make haste of this hate and this rage or the pleasure of my pain. Caught in the cycle, heal my source of hate.