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Bodysnatcher
Bodysnatcher
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Kyle Carter
Kyle Carter
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Chris Whited
Chris Whited
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Kyle Carter
Kyle Carter
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Chris Whited
Chris Whited
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Kyle Carter
Kyle Carter
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Chris Whited
Chris Whited
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Neil Westfall
Neil Westfall
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Phil Pluskota
Phil Pluskota
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Bud Phillips
Bud Phillips
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Gabe Mangold
Gabe Mangold
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Kyle Shope
Kyle Shope
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Addicted to the thought of what could be
But what I see and what is makes myself the enemy
Alone I sat with my own grief
Questions unanswered with no sign of relief
Yeah I meant well you're right
And it didn't mean shit
You swear it's in your head
And they would never put you down
Now you're on the ground
With the rats that they rule above
Now you justify their actions
Because they convince you you're wrong
The fire they've set undеrneath
Is fueled by thеir own disbelief
It's time, it's time to fucking wake up
Shit!
Listen to your own words and stop being a coward
They don't give a fuck
You've let them have the power
Erase the memory
Toxic apathy
Enough
Claw your way out before it's too late
Claw your way out before it's too late
Erase the memory
Toxic apathy
Because there were so many
So many signs
And I couldn't admit
Sometimes you can't see
Except in hind sight
Break the chains
Take the crown
Escape your hell
Know your worth and rise up
Remember when you fell
Written by: Chris Whited, Kyle Carter, Kyle Clarke Medina, Kyle Shope
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