If the tired sleep
And the weary rest
There's no telling
what I have left
Cause time moves fast
And my minds kept
The secret to outrun death
Its selfish to say
That I belive, when I
say this Loveless lie
Like proper men
we'll dine in,
we'll dine in hell
Look from within
These beautiful sins, I
Love them, I love them
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