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Analog Through the coolest haze of this dreamlike maze it has begun and all |
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I want is you near |
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With these wounds |
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I bled a perfect tone of red in isolation through the swollen eyes of the dying |
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And my waking dreams |
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We're all dying |
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To become what we swore we never would |
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Now I watch and mourn in bloom |
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You take the way you know |
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I'll take the road unknown and meet you there at the end of time |
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We are frequency we are tragedy we are the blood we need to keep us here |
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We are the dying, we are the hungry ones we are the waiting, forever faithful when |
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I see you, on the other side |
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I will not be the same as |
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I was when |
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I was yours |
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Now all I want is you near |
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We are the dying, we are the lonely ones we are the heartache, forever waiting |
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And when I see you, on the other side |
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I will not be the same as |
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I was when |
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I was yours |
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We've got the anger, fear and isolation, exiled to this place. |
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We've got the pain, separates the tragic years |
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I've gone through all this waste and when we finally separate ourselves, the world we choose to leave behind |
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I will not be the same as |
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I was when |
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I was yours. |
