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Texty: Bleed From Within. Empire. The Novelist.

:
This was just the beginning
It was on till the end
Before you began to criticize us

All the blood, sweat and tears
Laid out on the table, for your judgement
If you're only you i must respect your ways
You must reconcider
Reconcider
Your choice of words
Reconcider
Your choice of words

This will be a new future for us
And I am the novolist, The novolist
My words will bend and break you

I can do this, night after night after night
I cant remember the last time, this was not on my mind
Inspired by the sound of the vices in the back ground, Don't even...
The wind against my skin
Yeah

These lies are found
Which we have anchored
These lies that guide us on to eternity
Am i left here all alone
_____
Am i left here all alone

This will be a new future for us
And I am the novelist, The novelist
My words will bend and break you

Right, don't do this ... night after night after night
I can't remember the last time, this was not on my mind
Inspired by the sound of the vices in the background, Don't even,
The wind against my skin
Against my skin

So fixated
Everyone seems so blinded by the light
Everyone needs to wake the fuck up
(So fixated)
Everyone seems so blinded by the light
Everyone needs to wake the fuck up
They never mind to find out

And now you're broke
You're wall's invaded
Let my words surround you
You, you can now begin to criticize... criticize... criticize...
Begin the critisise
Put aside.... Put aside.

(Merci a Fedora B. pour cettes paroles)