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It doesn't matter if we ever unlearn this - |
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It's still looking pretty bleak, |
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It's still looking pretty dim. |
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We couldn't keep ourselves from these painful habits, |
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And never asking for more. |
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I can't stop, |
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I can't slow down. |
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Moving towards the end - |
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No faith, no trust, no hope. |
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I can't stop. |
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I can't stop. |
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Just relax, |
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I got a rope around my neck to break my fall. |
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We are the flies trapped in a moving car, |
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Helpless while we're searching for scraps. |
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And we have watched you all exhaust yourselves underneath the entropy, |
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A severed arm's length apart. |
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I can't stop, |
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I can't slow down. |
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Moving towards the end - |
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No faith, no trust, no hope. |
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I can't stop. |
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I can't stop. |
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Just relax, |
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I got a rope around my neck to break my fall. |
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Wake up, do it again. |
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Wake up, do it again. |
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They paved the road for us so we could break our backs. |
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Our ambition tied the knot so we could clear our heads. |
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I can't stop, |
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I can't slow down. |
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Moving towards the end - |
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No faith, no trust, no hope. |
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I can't stop. |
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I can't stop. |
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Just relax, |
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I got a rope around my neck to break my fall. |
