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If you could see what I cannot be |
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You'd understand why I can't be whole |
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Life is piercing me on its spike |
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My unawareness is taking its toll |
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I can feel things you would never understand |
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The pain so satisfying in the silence |
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Everytime I go there someone bring me back |
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My calmness turning into violence |
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Only an arms length is holding me back |
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Reality flushed through my head |
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What I can see my hands cannot touch |
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The silence must not be fed |
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Sometimes - I wish I was there with you |
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There in the silence where our worlds collied |
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But this would be purely mental suicide |
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All this pressure that's building up |
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Temptation makes me weak |
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The way you do the tings you do |
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Just take me back - take me with you |
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The barrier is there and closing in |
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Soon it will have passed me by |
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It meant not to be, I still want to go |
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And I can't stop wondering why |
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My conscious mind is fighting back |
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Unconscious though I may be |
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Dying - fighting - the trial, my choice to live again |
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All this pressure that's building up |
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Temptation makes me weak |
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Bending - giving in |
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Cannot live - got to be |
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Within the silence |
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The silence is complete |
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Within the silence |
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My gos - is dead - and lying by my feet |
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Within the silence |
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If you could see what I cannot be |
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You'd understand why I can't be whole |
|
Life is piercing me on its spike |
|
My unawareness is taking its toll |
|
I can feel things you would never understand |
|
The pain so satisfying in the silence |
|
Everytime I go there someone bring me back |
|
My calmness turning into violence |
|
Only an arms length is holding me back |
|
Reality flushed through my head |
|
What I can see my hands cannot touch |
|
The silence must not be fed |
|
Sometimes - I wish I was there with you |
|
There in the silence where our worlds collide |
|
But this would be purely mental suicide |
|
All this pressure that's building up |
|
Temptation makes me weak |
|
Bending - giving in |
|
Cannot live - got to be |
|
Within the silence |
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The silence is complete |
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Within the silence |
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My gos - is dead - and lying by my feet |
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Within the silence |