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I don't nedd your redemption,
you call it grace I say holy shit
Stay away I don't need your bliss

Matter of money, a piece of heaven to everyone
Lies sweet like honey caught in the throat it is so rough
No one can talk about your crimes
code of silence is your way to survive

Vultures dressed like saviors
Ready to give us the last straw and tear us apart
A golden safe to lift the soul
A golden cage to earn more and more

A lot of words to judge us
and tear us apart

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