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A silent river flowing black |
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Strange attractors, no turning back |
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Present danger I recall |
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That pins my senses to the wall |
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Back from the edge |
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Where the darkness has fled |
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And I'm swimming in light |
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And I'm falling... |
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Falling from the edge |
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Back from the edge |
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I fell from grace, and that's a fact |
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I still have urges, I fight back |
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Cold decisions wear me thin |
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Kill yourself, begin again |
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Back from the edge |
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Where you're not worth a damn |
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Throw yourself into light |
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And the rush as you spin from the edge... |
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Back from the edge |
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Back from the edge |
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Back from the edge |
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Now and then I wonder where |
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The faces from my childhood have gone |
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Like father, like son |
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In your bones it lives on |
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Glowing shadows |
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Back from the edge |
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(Back from the edge) |
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Back from the edge |
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(Back from the edge) |
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Back from the edge |
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(Back from the edge) |
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Back from the edge |
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(Back from the edge) |
