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Some nights I went out on the streets just to worship myself
Nothing to care, to regret and surely no sense
It was the time of the void, drove me out
Out of every door
Trought that hole in my mind I was feeling sore
Feeling so sore

So I took my guitar and I started to bleed for
All the
Wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares

Some days I was sleeping so long that it was hard to resists
No sense to wake up, to be strong and to raise your fist
It was the sun burning down, made it hard
To look up in the sky
Too much sweat on my back
It was hard to watch the vultures fly


So I took my guitar and
2x
I started to bleed for
All the wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares

It was the time of the void
That drove me out
Out of every door
Trought that hole in my mind
I was feeling sore
I was feeling so sore
I always wanted way more
More than I could afford
I was feeling so
Sore

So I took my guitar and
2x
I started to bleed for
All the
Wastage
Started to face the
Hideous
Nightmares

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