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I was entertaining my discretions
There was a crutch that I needed to dispense
Mind had overridden good intentions
There was an ‘out’ and I needed to repent
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
But I don’t have to shed this skin
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
In breaking with tradition
Your loathing mouth has stifled the embrace
The tone of your rejection
Illuminates the chains you gave yourself
If I am dead to you
Then what’s in a name
Because I’m flesh and blood
My heart is black to you
I hear the bells
but I will not succumb
You reserved the rites for our division
Taken apart in the heat of the duress
Won’t let myself be bitten by the victim
There was a ruse to your delicate caress
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
But I don’t have to shed this skin
Your city of angels know the trouble I’m in
You built my reputation
By spitting out the parts that didn’t suit
To fade from recognition
The only respite I can give to you
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What’s in a name when all your minions disarm
The sweat of suffering on our coat of arms
And you can wash it all from yourself
But you will keep it all for the guilt
And you can wash it all from yourself
But you will keep it all for the guilt
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(repeat chorus)
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