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Under the dark I'm growing |
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Cut by the light that goes to nowhere |
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I don't want salvation |
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I feed my vice with simple isolation and |
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Observation |
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Nameless faces from unknown races |
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Cross my back |
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Just waiting for death |
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To get some respect |
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Life is free to love and die |
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Tonight we breed tonight we cry |
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Tonight |
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Second street with 64th |
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Somebody watches somebody |
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Lying on the floor |
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As lonely as I want to be |
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I follow the trace of blood |
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Left on the streets |
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The vision of somebody dying |
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Fills the night |
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What you're calling death |
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I just call it life |
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So get away it's not your life |
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And run away somewhere so far |
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Take the chance that you have now |
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To get away |
