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Testo Bloodlines
Testo Bloodlines
Have you ever felt like you can't breathe?
Like every minute is never enough.
Now that I'm all in, a one way ticket to the edge of the
Earth.
To feel the weight of nothing, I wonder if anything will
come of this.
We're all living for tomorrow, but are we killing today?
Tell me the future, look into these eyes. And read these cards in a line.
Tell me what are we doing here?
Tell me where I belong and what the future holds.
Are we abandoned souls?
Dividing these common people, bring them a new King.
This saint is a sinner.
Pick up the pieces of those hollow vessels.
They are weathered and in disrepair.
My pride is withering away, we're all sinking.
What has this world become?
What have I done?
For every breath I took was never enough.
Tell me the future, look into these eyes,
Bring them a new King, this saint is a sinner.
Pick up the pieces of these hollow vessels. They are weathered and in disrepair.
My pride is withering away, we're all sinking.
This is the path we've chosen.
We are creators and leaders of this generation.
You're not failing yourself, you are failing this whole
generation.
We're all killing ourselves.
Have you ever felt like you can't breathe?
That every minute is never enough?
Now that I'm all in, a one way ticket to the edge of the
Earth.
To feel the weight of nothing, I wonder if anything will
come of this.
We're all living for tomorrow.
But we are killing today.
Like every minute is never enough.
Now that I'm all in, a one way ticket to the edge of the
Earth.
To feel the weight of nothing, I wonder if anything will
come of this.
We're all living for tomorrow, but are we killing today?
Tell me the future, look into these eyes. And read these cards in a line.
Tell me what are we doing here?
Tell me where I belong and what the future holds.
Are we abandoned souls?
Dividing these common people, bring them a new King.
This saint is a sinner.
Pick up the pieces of those hollow vessels.
They are weathered and in disrepair.
My pride is withering away, we're all sinking.
What has this world become?
What have I done?
For every breath I took was never enough.
Tell me the future, look into these eyes,
Bring them a new King, this saint is a sinner.
Pick up the pieces of these hollow vessels. They are weathered and in disrepair.
My pride is withering away, we're all sinking.
This is the path we've chosen.
We are creators and leaders of this generation.
You're not failing yourself, you are failing this whole
generation.
We're all killing ourselves.
Have you ever felt like you can't breathe?
That every minute is never enough?
Now that I'm all in, a one way ticket to the edge of the
Earth.
To feel the weight of nothing, I wonder if anything will
come of this.
We're all living for tomorrow.
But we are killing today.
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