Текст песни Dead Poetic - A Hoax To Live For
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You`re all just staring, angry faces, begging for a place to die.Or I could leave you where you stand,Up upon that hill that`ll fall to the wayside.This hoax to live for, dictating regulation of thoughts.This hoax to live for, the very plague that kills us all.And in this scene, I play the protagonist, and as well I play the opposed.Or I could leave you where you stand.All alone in the hall, your trap for the meantime.And you call this home, no home I`ve ever known.This hoax to live for, dictating regulation of thoughts.This hoax to live for, the very plague that kills us all.This isn`t war, but these are still battlesAnd battles make it all die out.This hoax to live for, dictating regulation of thoughts.This hoax to live for, the very plague that kills us all.