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The Martyr Index - Lively Dead
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The morning washes away the lies as promise opens her eyes With guilty ghosts up in the air she falls back in the nightmare She’s trying so hard to wake up... And what her blood requires makes her palms perspire. Addiction takes away from her ability to conquer She sold her luck to the living She sold her luck to the lively dead And she just can’t stop giving Into the voices in her head. And she wants so badly to be dry... And when it rains, it really pours into her wounds and in her sores. And all the guilty ghosts above become the people she loved She sold her luck to the living She sold her luck to the lively dead. And she just can’t stop giving into the voices in her head. She sold her luck to the living She sold her luck to the lively dead And she just can’t stop giving Into the voices in her head She sold her luck to the living She sold her luck to the lively dead She just can’t stop feeding The monster that needs to be fed
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