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There's a place where we put it all first |
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Like a picture on a parasite verse this time |
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I'm inside of the center once more |
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And it's worse this time |
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There's a curse on the people |
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I see The infirmities they're breathing on me these days |
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In a world full of surgical sin |
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What's it like to fine |
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So where's the point in trying |
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When everything goes wrong |
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It's like |
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I'm supposed to learn something |
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Out of touch with the serial scene |
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Sticking out like a ketamine seal on sight |
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There's a toll for the effigies' plight |
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And it's more this time, this time |
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This beast is dangerous |
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My fears in flight |
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We rise and fall |
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Still shadows sleep |
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Infect us all |
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Lies inside us fears provide us |
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Where's our faith in vile salvation |
