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Atmosphere decays in me |
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I fail to convict my useless days |
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The lack of substance |
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Circle of downfall |
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Exit less ways into pale wake |
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Tired attempts to crush the design |
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It's like nowhere, |
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I cannot sell |
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The plight that is mine |
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Everything is real but |
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I'm not here |
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I've lost my strength, somewhere, nowhere |
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Used to care about weather, used to plan the days that came |
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Used to try and watch you, used to know my name |
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Someone said remember |
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But I can't remember |
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Anything at all |
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Anything at all |
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Atmosphere decays in me |
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I fail to convict my useless days |
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The lack of substance |
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Circle of downfall |
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Exit less ways into pale wake |
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Tired attempts to crush the design |
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It's like nowhere, |
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I cannot sell |
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The plight that is mine |
