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Fate Thirteen Things Will Never Be The Way They Were Before

a blessing from below Every syllable i spoke, i spoke in hesitation An empty kiss to say i do! THINGS WONT BE THE WAY THEY WERE BEFORE

We stand here in dislocation Waiting for the time to rise Lay your head to rest on broken wings We stand here on broken foundation Raise your voice

faded Now i've made my own stand I'll walk the straight edge Until they put me in my fucking grave I can never give this up - i can never give this