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Panic Prone lyrics
Gave in again, the bastard.
Can't keep refusing rights
So he'll loan the cash,
But the sin
Is on the hands of you.
[Chorus:]
So to care or
Plead silence,
Weak hands are calling.
There's close enough,
And there's too far,
It won't change an empty stare.
But I can't seem to end
These images,
Hauntingly looks like hell.
[Chorus x2]
Come, Enter the foreign.
Face, All that's shameful.
Cheat, May the past find
Out; Separating...
[Chorus]
To end this catastrophic scene
Awake and breathe in.
(To care or,care or,
To care or , care or]
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