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Is this what's left of me |
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I sense a kiss |
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it's coming on |
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I sense the rift between us |
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my fault |
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I pray for something |
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a quick demise |
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substance to substitute a restless mind |
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call the doctors |
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call the gods |
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you can't call anyone |
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to save me now |
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weak is the one who crawls |
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lives life behind a wall |
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the only question here is |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Is this what's left of me |
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debilitated life |
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look back and see |
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nothing but my self wasted |
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is this what's left of me |
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what's left will be destroyed |
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Is it ever ending my self-hatred |
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Is this what's left of me |
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debilitated life |
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look back and see |
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nothing but my self wasted |
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is this what's left of me |
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what's left will be destroyed |
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Is it ever ending my self-hatred |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Your own emotions can be your greatest enemy |
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I am the cancer |
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I am the cause |
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I have the devil |
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sitting on my left shoulder |
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in this regression |
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I'm looking for |
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just some attention |
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so don't keep me waiting |
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without direction |
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spread the fault |
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searching for something |
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just a little less caustic |
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sirens that sing their song |
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seems like for just too long |
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I'll follow them and wonder |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Why can't I ever feel |
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Im tired of living my life this way |
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too ****ed up to care anymore |
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we've all got someone commiserating |
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we just want to feel anything |
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Is this what's left of me |
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debilitated life |
|
look back and see |
|
nothing but my self wasted |
|
is this what's left of me |
|
what's left will be destroyed |
|
Is it ever ending my self-hatred |
|
Is this what's left of me |
|
debilitated life |
|
look back and see |
|
nothing but my self wasted |
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is this what's left of me |
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what's left will be destroyed |
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Is it ever ending my self-hatred |
