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Somebody screaming that the end is nigh |
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Never seen nobody with hopes so high |
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Uneasy feeling creeping up on me |
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Justify a weary trinity |
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And I can hardly contain my joy |
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Let me hear just a little bit more |
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Will its release ever set me free? |
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Creepy feeling easing up on me |
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And I'm covered in a shroud of mediocrity |
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No entry to the place where answers lie |
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It's a language unavailable to you and |
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IAnd I can hardly contain my joy |
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Let me hear just a little bit more |
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Will its release ever set me free? |
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Does it devour everything |
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I believe? |
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Every fear and superstition |
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I breedI can hardly contain my |
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Sliding now |
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Goodbye hesitation and doubt |
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Sliding down |
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Down the hollow that swallows the rules that |
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I followIs there a turnaround? |
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Will the spirit rise from a corpse that's been rotten' in the ground? |
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Sliding down |
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Goodbye hesitation and doubt |
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Sliding down |
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Down the hollow that swallows the rules that |
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I followIs there a turnaround? |
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Will the spirit rise from a corpse that's been rotten' in the ground? |
