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Hate & Haste St.

Bullet Bane

Live faster, breath harder
Look better, die after
In the city cold drizzle falls
You gotta keep strong
This city consumes my soul
Things are gonna get bad

It’s raining later over the hearts in this place
We’re not gonna be driven
Cold as ice emptiness
Every corner is gray and every day
You run until your last breath
Ruthless around everywhere
They hold all the greed

They hope for the worst to happen
The weakest souls are shouting death
Go for your life
Just to feel alive
Days go by faster
Every action sooner will be reacting






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