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Crawling through broken glass |
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But i feel no pain, no pain at all |
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Fed through the grief machine |
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Just lifelessness within my soul |
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My trembling hands on |
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A cold tile floor |
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I had a vision |
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The night before |
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That i am bleeding |
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My inside out |
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In need for shelter |
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I'd die without |
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According to my heartbeat |
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I'm already dead |
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I'm falling down a black hole |
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My sleep won't bring relief |
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Wake up in fear |
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Scared of the dark |
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Cold hand touches my heart |
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But i feel no cold, no cold at all |
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Craving for inner peace |
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Colliding with an evil force |
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These revelations |
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Shown in my dreams |
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I cannot read them |
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I just hear screams |
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And still i'm bleeding |
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My inside out |
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In need for shelter |
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I'd die without |
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From the depths of hell my fate will rise |
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Profound and inferior, an opponent to warming lights |
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My nightmares start to become reality |
