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Belial

from Too Late by Too Late

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All you do is slight of hand. Nobody trusts you, nobody can. Taking every chance to get, drowning in your sea of shit. Promises that pave your path, promises that never last. Think the worlds under your thumb, treat your words like a loaded gun. Material christ substance of desire, shower me in
promises before your time expires. Promises that pave your path, promises that never last, taking every chance you get, drowning in your sea of shit. Sea of shit.

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from Too Late, released June 16, 2016

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