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Turning to the right, feel it getting tight |
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Demand of the heart, my hands rip apart |
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I'm so afraid, my welcome overstayed |
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Never find a way to make all this |
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O.K. Sleepless nights, |
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I am forever awake |
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Just one taste--won't let it go to waste |
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The way I feel-- |
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Never to reveal |
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Just one taste-of my own space |
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Fucking sick of this, hope my tongue don't slip |
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Familiar trips, loosen up its grip |
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Instinct never worked anyway, what |
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I've seen |
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I just can't say |
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My sight's been taken, my eyes betray |
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Just one taste--won't let it go to waste |
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The way I feel-- |
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Never to reveal |
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Just one taste-of my own space |
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My hands at my back, pushing violent acts |
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The truth an artifact |
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The rabbit in the hat |
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Kicking out this make believe |
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Dedicate a new belief |
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The risk runs high, but |
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I've gotta try |
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Hold it all inside, until the day |
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I die |
