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Desperate, deranged |
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Talking in my sleep again |
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Eyes twitch, retain |
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A sentimental something |
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Looked torn |
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And we burned and burned |
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I was a cinder body soul |
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In my dreams |
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Breakdown amid the mixtures |
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Avoid addictive plea |
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Responding disillusion |
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Encrusted cruelty |
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Describe why nails enclose me |
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Eating oh so easily |
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But there exists a lot of reasons |
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To support fatality |
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Abstinence possessed |
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Hardly what you think it is |
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Hearts beat, positive(My heart beat) |
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Provided there's progress |
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Ignorance does insist |
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Of the right coffin |
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Took some food, offered me |
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Can't see myself, drank the wine |
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Wished the feverish burst of terror |
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Breakdown amid the mixtures |
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Avoid addictive plea |
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Insist that nothing happened |
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Chilled bloodless fatigue |
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Recharge with bitterness |
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Fanatics beckoning |
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Mistook a look impassioned |
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Absorbed with clarity |
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Consciousness |
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Drifts away[incomprehensible] |
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Discarded memory |
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Packaged shelf life |
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Bad display |
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Breakdown amid the mixtures |
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Avoid addictive plea |
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Insist that nothing happened |
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Chilled bloodless fatigue |
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So pound the nails in tight |
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Eyes screaming out of sight |
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Against the grain like curtain |
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Unbearably alive |
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Misty eyed |
