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Texty: Heart of a Coward. City in Exile.

Remember this face before its too late
Don't reach for that blade bitch... I control your fate
I feel no regret
I feel no remorse

Say your fucking prayers!

Don't apologize
There's one regret we share
Your world means shit to me
Say your final prayer

Look what you've done to yourself...
Hit the deck

This city's in exile
(Don't hate me for what I believe in)
It wont be the last time
(We're not the same, don't fucking change)
This city's in exile
(Don't hate me for what I believe in)
It wont be the last time