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A damage past is haunting me |
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Creeps in won't let me breathe |
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I can't quite grasp psychotic thoughts (and me) the troubles lie beneath |
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We won't back down its far too late |
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Paying the price of endeless pain our love, our hate |
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Which on will you embrace |
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Now I can't pretend |
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To live this life of plastic happiness |
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This plastic happiness |
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Because one chance is all we get to kill the questions in our minds |
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Just one more chance to turn around this life |
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Break through the structure that we see |
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Reach true surrondings that we seek |
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And force the path we know is right |
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This won't conquer quietly |
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We won't back down its far too late |
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Paying the price of endeless pain our love, our hate |
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Which on will you embrace |
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I'm so sad to say I've watched this tragedy take everything away from me |
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I write words for my own survival |
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If you don't hear them then they mean nothing at all |
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I won't live like this |
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In plastic happiness |
