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Woorden: Demon Hunter. Summer Of Darkness. Less Than Nothing.

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I suffocate.
Reality is tearing my life away.
All in vain.
I'm taking my pride into the grave.

What a fine line we walk with our eyes closed.
Giving our worst as first like we don't know.
Burning my way through life with a vengeance
Giving my weight in hate until the neck bends
Tearing out every trace of emotion
Falling into this cell that you've opened
Hollow as all these faces around me
Feeling your fatal infection surround me.

[CHORUS:]
We all live in fear of something.
We all disappear like nothing.
We all live in fear of something.
We all equal less than nothing.

I suffocate.
I'm taking my life from first to last.
All this hate is dragging my face through broken glass.

How can we be so blind in the same light?
Covering all these scars that we can't hide.
Feeling my way through thorns of rejection.
Bleeding out all this filth of infection.

[CHORUS]

Nothing.
Nothing.
We're nothing.
Nothing.