The Mark Of Cain - Eastern Decline lyrics

rate me

I feel the pain

I feel the pain

I feel the pain

I feel the pain

It makes me feel real "real"

Light the cigarette that defines you

Buy the world that they sell you

Play the games that amuse you

Disregard the real world that disenfranchises you

Play the games to amuse you

DIsregard the real world

Disregard everything

Everything

Everything

I feel the pain

It makes me feel real

I feel the pain

It makes me feel real

I feel the pain

It makes me feel real

I feel the pain

It makes me feel real

The curse of divinity

The things you cannot see

All the things in me

That should be, that should be

The things that I can see

Raskolnikov the apex of my soul

Is what I'm thinking of

Just what you think you're not

Pain my truth

My only witness

To myself

An affliction of cynicism

Glints of our youth

Paid back in kind

Hostility remained

Awkward and unnatural

Dissolved of myself

Silence, deep silence

I am Raskolnikov

We weren't destined to leave

Without seeing everything to the end

The curse of seduction

Aimed at the skyline

Struck<br />

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Thanks to d