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I feel so weightless. |
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Nothing inside is keeping me grounded. |
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My self-decay brings tears to my eyes. |
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Fingerprints of the dead. |
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Descend on my window. |
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I feel it's all |
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I see. I feel it's breaking me. |
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Haunting words of emptiness. |
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I'm not afraid, so take me. |
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I feel it's breaking in me. |
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I'm not afraid to take me. |
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I'm dead inside, so save me. |
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As a new campaign marches across the dead. |
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In uniform with one vision: |
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Delivering our children. |
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Each step making a sound of reason. |
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Breaking and burning caskets. |
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Marching across the dead. |
