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Sifting through apocalypse |
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All I want's to catch a glimpse |
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Just another broken day |
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My whole world's gone away |
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I feel the ceilings coming down |
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I atch the deadmen run around |
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Trying hard to chnage the course |
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'cuase they know what's best for us |
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Your whole world's coming down |
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Close to the bottom-close to the sound |
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Your whole world's let me down |
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Drag me down to the under ground |
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Sifting through apocalypse |
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Already new it would come to this |
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Just another game to play |
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How mnay ways have I got to play |
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Hear them running faster now |
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They wear the hoove's of Satan's crowd |
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You came to visit for just one day |
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But now that you're here- |
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You're here to stay |
