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You are haunted by the tremor of your light |
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Walking circles crossing lines |
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And if the stirring of your soul,of this fury |
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You are haunted by the turmoil of your lives |
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Walking circles, crossing lines |
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And it is tearing up your souls, of this fury |
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Jumping hurdles, just to abide |
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You are drowning in the sorrow of a billion opinions |
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Nobody can hear you |
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Nobody can hear you |
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This is psychosis |
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This is psychosis |
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This is the jigsaw blown apart |
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You are the ghost of Utopia |
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You're the conquered stars, the divided hearts |
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You are the ghost of Utopia |
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You're the miracle of America |
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Every time you learn you don't regret |
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All your hurting, all your debts |
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Cause the wife and kids won't help you to forget |
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The emergency of your secrets and your trash |
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You are drowning in the sorrow of a billion opinions |
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Nobody can hear you |
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Nobody can hear you |
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This is psychosis |
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This is psychosis |
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This is the jigsaw blown apart |
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You are the ghosts of Utopia |
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You're the conquered scars, the divided hearts |
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You are the ghost of Utopia |
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You're the miracle of America |
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You are drowning in the sorrow of a billion opinions |
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Nobody can hear you |
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Nobody can hear you |
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This is psychosis |
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This is psychosis |
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This is psychosis |
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This is psychosis |
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This is psychosis |
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This is psychosis |
