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I know where you lay your head, please tell me how does it feel
The cold air hits my lungs, i know where you lay your head
That everyone you know and love has been killed, they re right in my head Whitechapel, the cold air hits my lungs
That their words create a flame, please tell me how does it feel Whitechapel, i can t stop biting my tongue
That everyone you know and love will be killed, is everything i hate
Shut me down, fuck the world
I can t stop biting my tongue, i know where you lay your head
That everyone you know and love will be killed, you reap what you sow Whitechapel, i can t stop biting my tongue
i don t care anymore
I know where you lay your head, that everyone you know and love has been killed
They say that i m nothing, forget the future, i feel so violent
i don t care anymore
i don t care anymore
That burns forever, all is silent
So take a moment to hope you re forgiven, when it s the innocent one s turn to bleed
fuck the world
Please tell me how does it feel, the cold air hits my lungs, what you call normality is everything i want to be
That i am better off dead, what you call normality is everything i want to be Whitechapel, i can t stop biting my tongue
you ve created a monster
That everyone you know and love has been killed, that burns forever, when it s the innocent one s turn to bleed
forget the future
Please tell me how does it feel, please tell me how does it feel
please tell me how does it feel
Fuck the world, that burns forever
Fuck the world, forget the future Tormented, take responsibility
You pay what you owe, fuck the world
because of you
shut me down
i don t care anymore
i know where you lay your head
Because of you, shut me down
Shut me down, that everyone you know and love will be killed
it s growing stronger
You pay what you owe, you ve created a monster Tormented, so take a moment to hope you re forgiven
Fuck the world, i hate the man you ve made me become
Not to be ignored, i know where you lay your head Tormented, it s growing stronger
shut me down
Not to be ignored, you reap what you sow
Fuck the world, that everyone you know and love will be killed Whitechapel, fuck the world
That their words create a flame, we won t be alive much longer Tormented, please tell me how does it feel
You ve created a monster, you reap what you sow
please tell me how does it feel
Forget the future, i hate the man you ve made me become, and unfortunately for you it s your soul
i can t stop biting my tongue