Letras:
In Pieces A Part Of Me Dies

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me i'm a part of the big machine Im breaking free, can't you see I can love, I can speak Without somebody else operating me You gave me eyes and now

the steps of knowledge Each step inflicts me terrible pain Decomposation of my soul As my organs rot away Flesh falling part by part Dematerialization

you know time is on your side And you'll talk with me, Oh, don't talk to me, Aw, don't talk to me, Don't talk to me... And you know, Like no one told

the days just vanish before me You wanted a Benz but you couldn't afford it Now you were killed to put your foot in the tourist It's a... of madness

us part takes a piece from my heart Kill me kill me kill me again with your love and chase the storm away Bring me bring me bring me the end with your

that's why I got a heater for your thighs And I know, I know it's not your time but bye, bye And a word to the wise when the fire dies You think it's

evident predisposed to forget the best part a story where the hero dies without regard made sure that the needle was clean when i let myself fall asleep and all i kept was a piece

home, my mother had a nervous breakdown and fell into a coma. Outside my domain, I discover, that my dreaming abilities were my undead powers. Casting a