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letra de dead end - whispering sons

[verse]
eyes casting forth glances of disdain
don’t they see i’m a saint? i should be praised
while i parade past my own remains
i strive for perfection
they should hang on every word i speak
l!ck the dirt off my lips and kiss my cheeks
cheer on the evolution that i seek
i am ripe for perfection

[chorus]
and i gradually cut out all the pieces i don’t like
and i enslaved myself to a maniacal mind
now i’m a bitter better person, a superficial version
now i’m a bitter better person, a superficial version

[instrumental break]

[chorus]
and i gradually cut out all the piecеs i don’t like
and i enslaved mysеlf to a maniacal mind
now i’m a bitter better person, a superficial version
now i’m a bitter better person, a superficial version
and i gradually cut out all the pieces i don’t like
and i enslaved myself to a maniacal mind
now i’m a bitter better person, a superficial version
now i’m a bitter better person, a superficial version

- whispering sons

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