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We're killing ourselves, and we know |
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Yet we can't escape the air |
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And seeing this all come to pass |
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We're convinced that we won't last |
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So seeing these patterns, we act like it don't matter |
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Apathy is our tomb |
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Beyond all our reasons, watching changes in seasons |
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Here we sit as it falls |
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I wanna see, the comets fall to the ground |
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I wanna be there when it all comes down |
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I wanna see the blood that stained on their hands |
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I just wanna be, I can't understand |
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So watch it go dark now |
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We can't take it back now |
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Sit relaxed as it burns |
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You say you want out now |
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Gotta save yourself somehow |
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Case and point you reap what you sow |
