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the accuser

he's got a vice grip on my soul and his icy breath chills me to the bone he's got me stuck playing the same old role and living in a place that's not my home the accuser's got a plan for me tonight and right now he's got me in his sights he's taking his time drowning me in shame now he's gonna make me forget my name
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Oct 26, 2017
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