Lyric Context Universe
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(where these dark days turn to. pain hangs round like a plague in your stomach
and these dark-- agh. fuckin' hell)
start
(where these dark days turn to. pain hangs round like a plague in your stomach
and these dark-- agh. fuckin' hell)
We are the many,
Like a plague of locusts,
Alone we are nothing,
We are the many,
Like a plague of locusts,
Alone we are nothing,
together we're crushing. we are the many
like a plague of locusts
alone we are nothing
together we're crushing. we are the many
like a plague of locusts
alone we are nothing