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| Anthrax Stomp 442 Nothing Itıs difficult for me to get a grip on what you mean When you stick your fingers in your ear and create another scene You always step into the traps set perfect in your path Busy going crazy over whose knifeıs in your back Dive inside your blackest stare The one thatıs saving do you date Screaming that youıre scared You the tallest soul With the shortest self-esteem Painted as the victim Whoıs split between the bearns It doesnıt seem to matter Itıs nothing Dead a dream is dying Itıs nothing Best friend I never had Play me to the point of pushing me too far away I can only say whatever, ambivalent to your game You can pretend to the mirror, itıs the lie you tell yourself And I wonıt walk on eggshells thatıs a dance for someone else Dive inside your blackest stare The one thatıs saying do you dare Screaming that youıre scared You the tallest soul With the shortest self-esteem Painted as the victim Whoıs split between the bearns It doesnıt seem to matter Itıs nothing Dead a dream is dying Itıs nothing Best friend I never had Main Solo : Charlie |
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