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Paroles: Hatebreed. Mark My Words.

I was so blind
I couldn't see the truth
I was unable to see
How my life was being used

To be something so minuscule
Everything I thought was so definite
I thought was so real was thrown away
And will be remembered among un-paralleling hatred

Consider my suffering
Through all your pain
Remember my face
I'm digging your grave

Since when was so sacred
Turning into something so wrong
Something so important to me
Cheapened and exploited

I won't be that way
I can't, I can't be that way again
I can't, I won't, I will never let it

Consider my suffering
Through all your pain
Remember my face
I'm digging your fucking grave

For the rest of your fucking life
You will mark, mark my words