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Abuse of intoxicant emotions |
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Owing all that you have to the bold |
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Play with the knife, play with the solvent |
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Tear open the scars and revoke the will |
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Empty slots filling your body |
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For vacancy to be shed on others |
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Separating the faults from the reason |
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Isolating your life from your mission |
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How far to follow the thread |
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Where you are - follow the thought you shun |
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You are all when they have nothing |
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And still wandering inside the trap |
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Play with the hatch, play with the solvent |
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From final destination onwards again |
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Unable to distinguish the writings |
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Because of standing too close to the wall |
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By finding your head from the corner |
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You would only prove your word |
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How far to follow the thread |
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Where you are - follow the thought you shun |
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How far to thread by the stream |
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Stray now - tie off the dead veins |
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Wound fate leaves you wound creations |
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Searching for life in ways many would question |
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Blindly stabbing your back for your ailing needs |
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Prey upon self |
