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アーティスト:Dead Poetic  アルバム:Vices  作詞:BREHM JOHN/MILES ZACHARY AARON/REDMON DUSTIN WESLEY  作曲:BREHM JOHN/MILES ZACHARY AARON/REDMON DUSTIN WESLEY 

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Feeling cold, feeling empty. Set the stage, where you want me And this crowd right before me doesn't care that I'm dying And the audience stands with their eyes fixed on the preconceived version of me I'm so betrayed by your hopes, but I will not hide myself for your peace of mind Oh, but Child. I've got Vices like any other man Raise a boy to a cynic. Take his love, and then let it turn into something passionate Something sick, something rabid And I vent to keep myself from caving. I don't hate you, I just hate where I'm heading I'm left here asking, when did I trade in my bleeding heart for a selfish win? Oh, but Mother. I've got Vices like any other man Vices that you're not used to. Vices that'll make you think less of me Leave me numb. Leave me jaded. She's a dream, I just play dead I've been blessed, I've been hated. She's the constant, and I'm her addict She's the only peace in this


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