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Recreate Me
Symmetry Was Never an Option
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Welcome to the Bread Bank
We sell bread
We sell loafs
We got bread on deck
Bread on floor
Toasted
Roasted
And it's glutten free
Shut up
It's unleashed
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There has to be some kind of way outta here
Said the traitor to the corner of the room
My mind is broken and it needs to be repaired
This cannot be the truth describing me
It's just way circumstances gone
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Oh my God, don't turn your back on me now
It's the past leading me to this day
It's unleashed and you know there's no return
Don't reject that evil within you
Embrace the fire of soul
To some extent you just want world to burn
If I was made to carry the blame
Recreate me
Recreate me
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There must've been a missunderstanding
Mistakes were made in the creation of man
Not pure but poor design is meant to be a failure
Defenceless in flesh defenceless in mind
Curse of mankind
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To some extent I just want world to burn
Now, don't turn your back on me God
It's the truth leading me to this day
It's unleashed and you know there's no return
Don't reject that evil within you (exists)
Embrace the fire of soul
To some extent, the world will burn
If I was made to carry the blame
Recreate me
All that you do is run
But you cannot win the chase
As you are responsible
And you have to carry the blame
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Recreate me
Recreate me
Recreate me
Recreate me
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