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Peaceful mind, with invisible scars, scars that won't heal. |
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Dead alive, butterflies in my eye. |
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Howling hearts, quiet enemies. |
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Right or wrong, gravity holds, it holds me down. |
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Is it a sin I can not stop, or is it a dream that I can not drop? |
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Completing life with limited time, limited breathing time. |
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Chains of tranquillity, and simplicity choke, they're choking me. |
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Is it a sin I can not stop, or is it a dream that I can not drop? |
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I guess it's wrong, yes it's wrong. |
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It's so wrong, yes it's wrong. |
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And it feels like sugar, but tastes like rain. |
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And it's just like living, but without the pain. |
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When it tastes like sugar, but feels like rain, |
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then soon you'll discover it's all the same. |
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Drifting in the sea of salty thoughts. |
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Secret little lies tied up in knots. |
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It's all wrong, nothing's wrong. |
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Like a thundercloud in a clear blue sky. |
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Fighting wishful thoughts without knowing why. |
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It's alright, nothing's right. |
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Completed life has unlimited time, unlimited breathing time. |
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Stuck in serenity and simplicity it chokes, it's choking me. |
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Is it a sin I can not stop, or is it a dream that I can not drop? |
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I guess it's wrong, yes it's wrong. |
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It's so wrong, yes it's wrong. |
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Nothing's wrong! |
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And it feels like sugar, but tastes like rain. |
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And it's just like living, but without the pain. |
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When it tastes like sugar, but feels like rain, |
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then soon you'll discover it's all the same. |