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The thing inside you on your blackest day, |
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That voice inside you that never goes away. |
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The haunting feeling that I have to play, |
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A game of fear soiled in this pain. |
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These words in my mouth, this blood on my tongue |
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This is what its like, to come undone. |
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We are nothing, we are nothing. |
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Crushed by the curse, bleeding in rain. |
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Destroyed by a look, torn by the pain |
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The illusion of love, crying again. |
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But that's how it hurts when it's in your veins. |
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The thing inside you on your blackest day, |
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That voice inside you that makes you say |
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I've given up hope and I'm lost again |
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It eats at my heart to the bitter bitter end |
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Oh no, we are nothing, we are nothing. |
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Crushed by the curse, bleeding in rain. |
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Destroyed by a look, torn by the pain. |
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The illusion of love, crying again. |
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But that's how it hurts, when you go insane. |
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Crushed by the curse, torn by the pain. |
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Destroyed by a look, crying again. |