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Wayd Lyrics
Misanthropic Days Lyrics
A party of forlorn scars
And lust roams in the air
Illusions caress reality
In the cauldron of the empty words & stares
You lick your lips to feel
The sadness inside all of us
The clear response, we're at the end
It's time to go, the bottle is drunk
Be quick & take a handful of what remained
You deserve less than you're asking for
Between the new walls of joy & hate
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