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As we fall, our descent will be through our darkest dreams |
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Our reflections just a memory of our lives past |
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See the world standing still through blood-stained glass |
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You know that the pain won't subside when you're so weak |
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Embrace the cold breath of truth |
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And we won't be in this world |
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To hear the cries of the feeble or the meek |
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Inside the nothingness |
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Floods with insecurity |
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We're burning from within for something we can't reach |
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And in the end there's nothing left |
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This stagnant world is at an end |
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The mirror questions our worth every day |
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And we can't live up to its expectations |
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Fills us with the hope of dreams that we can't live up to |
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Inside the nothingness |
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Floods with insecurity |
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And I'm burning from within for something I can't reach |
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And in the end there's nothing left for me |