Shunned At A Funeral - They Hate The Blood
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They point at me, but I see through.
The way they glare at me and you.
It's not the truth that we undo.
It's who we're tied unto. Their hearts revolt at every sign.
They shake at grace they can't define.
The way they glare at me and you.
It's not the truth that we undo.
It's who we're tied unto. Their hearts revolt at every sign.
They shake at grace they can't define.
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