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extortionist - stockholm كلمات الأغنية

so defiled
soul deprived

we are fed these traits by our maker’s hands
we project the pain that we cannot stand

a horrid soul, a burning dove
a vicious display of love

your hands hold the leash
promised i won’t ever leave
twist my thoughts with your persuasion
lost in stockholm
i need saving

a hostage of the numb
is this really love?

and my burning desire only grows
intertwined, now i dispose

only death will rid your cursed touch and i can’t take much more

my dignity is lacerated
seeking love in desperation
robbed me of all that is sacred
this is h_ll
i hope you choke to death for what you did to me
and i will not forget
all that’s left are all the scarring images inside my head

and my burning desire only grows
intertwined, now i dispose
kept the best of me inside of your hands so i let go
intertwined, now i dispose

- extortionist

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