Paroles: Nocturnal Rites. The 8th Sin. Not Like You.

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It?s time to go,
We know there?s something calling
There?s nothing left out here at all, no?
We?re going crazy, it?s no illusion
We?ve had enough, so here we are

Who walks a thin line?
And who?s running on the edge?
This time we know it?s real
We?re falling face down, right into the ground

We are not like you, we are not the same
Not like the fools who follow and live their lives tomorrow
No, we are not like you, we are not the same
And so the story ends, we will never be like you

We?ve had enough, there must be something better
We turn our backs and walk away
We?re getting tired, of all you liars
We?ve heard it all too many times