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I'm in the belly of the beast
In the cold night streets.
All about, wolves are out
Searching for release.
We are the crux of fear,
We are barely here.
We just know daggers and bones.
Gather up the tears.
You lost all your trust,
You got so messed up.
Dig deep, earn your keep
Hoping that we give a ****.
Can you be so sure,
With these thoughts impure?
Don't wish to second guess
What you're searching for.
Is this all you believe in?
Is this all you believe in?
Is this all you believe in?
Is this all you believe in?
In the cold night air,
Don't get why you dare.
If victory has a thousand dads,
Defeat is an orphan heir.
With all eyes on view,
You dealt crimes on cue.
You're too late, you lost your break.
Even if you wanted to.
