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I am nothing, but my skin and bones |
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Without my brain I am helpless |
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No soul to give me salvation |
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No Gods hand to set me free |
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We are searching space now |
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Earth is fading in our minds |
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My skin as pale as ivory |
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My intensions filthy and dark |
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As I get higher |
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I touch the flower |
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But again I felt nothing |
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We are searching space now |
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Earth is fading in our minds |
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I am walking the streets at night |
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All alone, the dark is so cold |
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The smell of fear and the city's paranoia |
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Sharpening my anxious senses |
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We are searching space now |
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Earth is fading in our minds |
