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I know I'm buried down therein the catacombs of your minddig deeper and you'll finda haze of daisy chains and medicated painsgood god, when acid rain floods your brainfrom the dirt |
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I will rise |
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I will rise |
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The precession's aheadthe heart is behindthe future is fleeting |
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I'm out of time |
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Founds words of you? with your? infatuationmy purity is youtake you on midnight city walks on wretched blockssick of humiliation |
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I'm still on the prowlbehind you |
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The precession's aheadthe heart has been hadthe future is fleeting |
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I'm out of time |
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Remember how you moved and |
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I never heard from you again |
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Sometimes |
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I do pretendyou said that one day you'd come back for meoh that is the only reason why |
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I'm still a partof this dreadful scenery |
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The precession's aheadthe heart is behindthe future is fleeting |
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I'm out of time |
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Your hair will returnto it's natural color |
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You'll move to a new townand off to another |
