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The Killing

(alguma vez pareceu que alguém que podia fazer muito, simplesmente não faz nada?)

You’d be surprised
If I don’t open your eyes
With the million ways
to ruin all your days
You’d be surprised
To conquer reprises
In the shadow of me
You keep drinking your tea
And they die
And they die
And they die
They die

You’d be surprised
There’s so much realized
But do you really want
Feel the way they don’t
You’d be surprised
Really truly shocked tonight
The realm is far
From everything far
And they die
And they die
And they die
They die

It’s the killing
Killing with you
It’s the killing
Killing for you

Ask them softly
If disappearances count
Ask them softly
If disappearances count
They’ll say no ‘cause I know

The devil’s not ashamed
To repeat your name
Death’s cursed shame
Means the same as your name

And they die
If you let them
And they die
If you just let them die
And they die
If you let them
And they die
If you just let them die

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