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Spiritual sickness spreads in me |
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Plan out the future until you know what there will be |
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Until you know what there will be |
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(When the dust) |
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When the dust settles |
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You've become free |
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The fire inside feels like it's about to burst |
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Everything seems to much, I don't feel at home |
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I feel so goddamn empty, everey day is eating a piece away |
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Until there is no more left of me |
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Until there is no more left of me |
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Elongated sporadic bursts |
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Until there is no more left of me |
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Leaving my body cold |
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Calculating a new apocalypse |
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Thread the result to create your world |
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No one hears the voice of sanity in this Maelstrom |
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(in this Maelstrom) |
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(When the dust) |
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When the dust settles |
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You've become free |
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My dreams are all what I will ever have |
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Plan out the future until you know what there will be |
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Until you know what there will be |
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(When the dust) |
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When the dust settles |
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You've become |
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(When the dust) |
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When the dust settles |
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You've become free |
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Free |
