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(Culture wound, tell me what to do)
(I don't wanna move)
(I don't wanna move)
(Culture wound, tell me what to do)
(I don't wanna move)
(I don't wanna move)
Born into a panic room, I've only this side of you
It's a bitter truth, and I just hope it's over soon
Sink your teeth into me
Sink your teeth in me
Show me what you see
So why are we trying to hide, if we're just gonna live a lie?
Live a lie
And why do we wait for a sign?
'Cause it feels like we're born to die
Born to die
A grip so tight you can't think to breathe
Terrified, look inside, who's the enemy?
Tell me
Spit the truth out, lace it with doubt
Sink your teeth in me
Show me what you see
Sink your teeth in me
Show me what you see
So why are we trying to hide, if we're just gonna live a lie?
Live a lie
And why do we wait for a sign?
'Cause it feels like we're born to die
Born to die
Is human nature a disease or a savior?
Hell or heaven sent, to a bitter end
To a bitter end
Is human nature a disease or a savior?
Hell or heaven sent, to a bitter end
To a bitter end
So why are we trying to hide, if we're just gonna live a lie?
Live a lie
So why do we wait for a sign?
'Cause it feels like we're born to die
Born to die
Sink your teeth in me
Show me what you see
Sink your teeth in me
Show me what you see