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Grief haunts my search for mercy
Oblivion bring me peace
Hemorrhage or a memory
Easy sleep or an open vein
No purpose, no meaning
No nerve left, no feeling remains
Were the wounds worth the glory?
Guilty hands tell a bitter goddamn story

You asked, now you're gonna get
The last good fight left in me
The blood is let, the words all said
Put me out of my misery

Thousand-yard stared a hole through my soul
But such a pity, what you've given
To a business with every intention
To pick its teeth with your bones
As this chapter ends
Say goodbye to everyone that you love
It will my great privilege
To send you limping into the sunset

You asked, now you're gonna get
The last good fight left in me
The blood is let, the words all said
Put me out of my fucking misery
Misery
(Put me out of this
Take me out of this
Put me out of this fucking misery)

Put
Me
Down

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