LYRIC

I bit the hand that feeds.
I'm sorry father.
This is the tormented song of our past dreams.

Fill my heart from the inside out.
Belief in you,
I wont fall down.

With the knife behind our back,
I wont lie.

We deny in front of your faces,
I will not die.

Everything that I've done,
Brings me one step closer

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