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Silence has said, will you ever hear a sound |
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We have lost again what had thought to find |
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You're ignorace, you're miserable |
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Your tear my veins, the words are much to sore |
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We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before |
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Despair and shame of life, you're always asking more |
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We walk across the land we've never crossed before |
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The purest kind of mask is all you're longing for |
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Born in the dirt, i was the slow-watcher |
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Grown in the pain, no change of attitude |
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We've run after the years that crawl |
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But you never felt my depth of soul |
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We swim across the the lake we've never crossed before |
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Despair and shame of life, you're always asking more |
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We've walked across the land kept by the holy ghost |
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But i never feel the same, god knows i tried... |