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Struggling with confusion, |
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Disillusionment too, |
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Turn a man into his shadow, |
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Crying out from hell. |
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Between his nightmare visions |
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He sees nothing, only words. |
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Mad with the beggar's mind, he's but a stranger, |
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He's been a stranger to himself. |
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Suspended on a rope |
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Inside a bucket down a hole. |
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Hands are torn and bloody |
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From the scratching at his soul. |
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Behind his nightmare visions |
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He sees nothing, only words. |
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Mad with a beggar's mind, he's but a stranger, |
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He's been a stranger to himself. |
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Between his nightmare visions |
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He sees nothing, only words. |
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Mad with the beggar's mind, he's but a stranger, |
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He's been a stranger to himself. |