Seether - Beg

I can't remember what it feels like Seems you should've known the rules I think I'm never gonna find my way Slowly coming from the rear I feel I've never had a thought so real Time I found myself a quiet place

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I poke the needles under your skin Tastes like blasphemy and treason No, you're never getting far away See, hope fading out of your eyes This time the pain is gonna feel unreal I think you're gonna be some easy prey

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