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Where do we begin |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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Where do we begin |
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When everything is wrong we just forget |
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Move along and we play pretend |
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Surround your life with silver and gold |
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Your tinsel dreams and the make believe |
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Deconstructed and paralyzed |
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So slowly somehow I am evaporating |
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We dream to be the lesser |
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A malign separate existence |
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We be little ourselves to a lesser |
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Being our dreams are not our dreams |
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Cogitation a distant fragment |
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Separate me from the whole |
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My thoughts are now unchained |
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And it seems that in everything |
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We want isn't anything we need |
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And all the signals |
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We seem to have taken for granted |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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Into the grey a wolf amongst ravens |
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Lines flicker and twist descending |
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A distorted creation from nothing |
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So monstrous, so murderous |
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Lay your body down |
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And separate were shedding skin |
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Scale by scale the filth replaces it |
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You crystalize the world around you |
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Your aim for the weak |
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A twisting sleep breaks inside of me |
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A sickness you live in |
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I begin to break away |
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Please set me free |
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I will remain amongst the filth |
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Conceal myself in this residuum |
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I will remain amongst the filth |
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Asking where do we begin |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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We are lost, where do we begin |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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We are lost, we are polluted |
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Into the grey a wolf amongst ravens |