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I'VE MADE A HOLE |
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I PUT YOU IN |
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AND FROM A TIME |
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IT LOOKED LIKE I'D WIN |
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BUT THAT HOLES A HOME |
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THERE'S NO CHANGE IN TIME |
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AND I'M IN THE TOMB |
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AS WHEN YOU WERE MINE |
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AND NOW WHAT WE'VE MADE |
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WILL FRAY AND FADE |
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BUT I'LL ALWAYS |
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HEAR IT CRY |
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LET IT DECAY AWAY |
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WITH THE PAIN AND THE PRIDE |
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IT WILL STILL |
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EAT ME INSIDE |
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AND I'VE BURIED WHAT HAS DIED |
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ALIVE |
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YOU BETTER MARK MY WORDS |
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CAUSE YOUR PRAYERS WON'T WORK |
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AND IT'S NEVER SMART TO VOW |
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DEATH DO US PART |
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NOW THAT HOLES YOUR HOME |
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THERE'S NO CHANGE IN TIDE |
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AND I'M THE TOMB |
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IT'S AS IF YOU'RE STILL MINE |
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AND NOW WHAT WE'VE MADE |
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WILL FRAY AND FADE |
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BUT I'LL ALWAYS |
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HEAR IT CRY |
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LET IT DECAY AWAY |
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WITH THE PAIN AND THE PRIDE |
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IT WILL STILL |
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EAT ME INSIDE |
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AND I'VE BURIED WHAT HAS DIED |
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ALIVE |
