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You've got this weird feeling of fear |
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That someone's watching you close |
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You must demean yourself to calm it |
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Down with some stuff of sickening chill |
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But an explicit, deceptive effect |
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Forces you to take more |
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It's the fictitious world you're dying in |
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So death is condign! [Chorus:] |
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Please point out the way that's right |
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Please bring me a nice dream this night |
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One that can relief my questions |
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The one of life alterations! |
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It seems like |
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I am the only one to care |
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But I'm not the one to blame |
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Are you just careless concerning your own health? |
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Or have you just lost your sense? |
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How can I hide that |
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I'm so tired of |
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The carefree deaf humanity |
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When the punishment, decay and disease |
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Are beyond all your beliefs! [Chorus] [Lead: Schultz, Hansen, Schultz, Hansen] |
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Why do I have so many questions |
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And not one single answer to them? |
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I am so helpless alone here |
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And yet it's crowded up |
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Nobody to call my inner self |
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And make me wake up |
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I am dying slowly from deep within |
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Do you have a space for me? [Chorus] |
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Why haven't anyone told me all |
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And everything about life? |
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Just about the womb from where |
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I was born |
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Is there anyone to blame? |
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Is heaven a place for those who prey |
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And not for some like me? |
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Why not entomb me in a hole |
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And I'll just rot in peace? [Chorus] [Lead: Schultz, Hansen] |
