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Follower

My Dying Bride
Looking across the way
She yells out loud
Got no time today
I'm still stuck in this crowd

Pushing them from my face
She is not far behind
I'll win this human race
If I obey the signs

Throw my hands in the air
I'm fucking mad, no one cares
I'd kill them all without a thought
Then take a bow when I get caught

She's closer now, just a throw away
I cannot slow, I cannot stay
She screams to me one last chance
I stumble round and catch a glance