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I shut my eyes in attempts to try to sleep |
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Knowing that it's impossible |
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The restlessness that grips me like a tomb |
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Pushes me toward tomorrow |
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Cause nothing can ever satisfy |
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Me like you |
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Tear right through |
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This shiny skin |
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Cause it's a pressure |
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that you cannot escape |
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So we must tear right through |
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And try to fill |
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Pretend the emptiness won't still remain |
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The countless images taunt me |
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With promises of surrender |
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What will tomorrow present me with? |
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With a distraction from who provided it? |
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Cause nothing can ever satisfy |
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Me like you |
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Tear right through |
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This shiny skin |
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Cause it's a pressure |
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that you cannot escape |
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So we must tear right through |
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And try to fill |
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Pretend the emptiness won't still remain |
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Inside that box is a gift |
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That we will soon forget |
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Forget and forget |
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It's not that we want what's inside it |
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We just wanted to open it |
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Open it |
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Tear right through |
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This shiny skin |
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Cause it's a pressure |
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that you cannot escape |
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So we must tear right through |
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And try to fill |
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Pretend the emptiness won't still remain |
