Fit For Rivals cut off your hands

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Pass this on as my epilogue
Heartless, selfish, alone they'll fall
Light the match, breathe in deep, I cried
Lock the doors, let them burn inside
Cut off your hands there's no escaping
Try to get up to sever the craving
Redrawn, appease this con
And recess back to what you've become
The end is nigh, fading into night
Vengeance, consequence, left entwined
Abhor the hopeless, apprise this crime
Soon everything will be alright
Cut off your hands there's no escaping
Try to get up to sever the craving
Redrawn, appease this con
And recess back to what you've become
You think I've had enough, but I'm not giving up
You think I've had enough
You think I've had enough, but I'm not giving up
You think I've had enough
And I say
Cut off your hands there's no escaping
Try to get up to sever the craving
Redrawn, appease this con
And recess back to what you've become
Cut off your hands there's no escaping
Try to get up to sever the craving

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