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Lyrics

This is the last chance for the saints,
Keep making the pills and we’ll medicate
I’ll never refuse while I lie here
The beautiful taste your supply cheers

Never forget your consumers name
It’s written in guilt under stone they lay
It spread like fire with our hands cold
Cause killing us young meets the same goal

You feel it slowly creeping in, feeling the hole begin

Throw the rules away
Only room to escape
While you numb the pain
Lose your soul leave the change

Now it’s fading faster leaving you to shake, a beautiful disaster chase it down the drain

And we run, down the line but were still here alive
And we run, down the line but were still here alive

Throw the rules away
Only room to escape
While you numb the pain
Lose your soul leave the change