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Closing doors |
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Expired thoughts |
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Every road map leads me to cul-de-sacs |
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Counting breaths |
| [00:49.56] |
Unveil yourself |
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Widower, injustice will not stand |
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For every bomb that you defuse I will plant another |
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I am the flood that lets you choose, keeping your head above water |
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Stone and earth fills your urn |
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The wrecking ball suddenly hems and haws |
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You can run holding scissors |
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Fugitive, injustice will not stand |
| [01:53.37] |
For every bomb that you defuse I will plant another |
| [02:06.54] |
I am the flood that lets you choose, keeping your head above water |
| [02:12.70] |
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