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By Hope Conspiracy, dead town nothing
just an empty shell
dead town nothing
just a bullet
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By Hope Conspiracy, can't seem to get this
through your head
a thousand 'fuck you's'
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By Hope Conspiracy, If she could ever love again, could ever trust again,
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By Hope Conspiracy, your sound is flat-line
trained mundane design
yet the makeup looks so
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By Hope Conspiracy, stealing my breath
running with death
cursed thru life
this head's a wreck
on