Quarantine
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Lyrics
The rise of a fall Drifting away Mark of your system stays, Writers unknown Their pages are torn Mark of your system, stays Now... everyday, Hope, faith all washed away Failure is not What you will seek But bound by it you will be, When rebels are born They're exiled away Mark of your system, stays Now... everyday, Hope, faith all washed away
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Song Details
- Duration
- 02:44
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 109 BPM