Woorden: The Confession. Through These Eyes.

(verse 1)
You shoulda seen his disease, when he breathes!
The insects they cover him, watch them feed!
You shoulda seen the vermin breed, and us there seed!
We all Dance in the wind, like dying leaves!



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So take a ride on the other side and see how things look through these eyes. x2
Cause I wanna break out. x2



(chorus)
And I wanna break out of this skin.
And i wanna lay waste to everything I've been.
And I shed the shackles.
Cut away the skin.
Let's break, every fucking thing I've every been.




(verse 2)
You shoulda known I alone, am not condoned!
So look down upon me clone, your life's on loan!
You shoulda known I have grown, grown into stone!
So you need to find you own, your own fucking home!

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(guitar solo)

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