you prayed to have
your name scattered on the lips of the young
now you claim
that its you on the tips of their tongue
if you`re proud
of what you had to kill to get your thrill
well,i bet it stings
to give up everything and realize that
they dont want you
chorus:
its a lonely road where the forgotten goes
where your misery finds its company
its a long way down to the sacred ground
where the reaper's play for keeps
the hollow sound
is ringing where your heart used to be
have you found
that your admiration will never set you free
get your lies
prepared your next in line for judgement day now
arent you praying arent you begging
that youre anyone else
Chorus
well i bet youre sorry now
you did this to yourself
well i bet youre sorry now
well arent you sorry now
Chorus x2
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