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Dust begins to fall to the ground |
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(and you sit there and do nothing) |
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The air is cold and thin |
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(you're content with doing nothing) |
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Thoughts are haunting me as I look around |
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(but in my life, I wanted more) |
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This will never end, when I'll bleed forever |
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(this will never end) |
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Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong; |
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This spot in hell's where I belong |
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I've come so far - it's been so long |
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Don't know why it started or where it came from |
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Outside shell is strong - confident, |
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(there is nowhere to run and hide) |
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But slowly eats away; |
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(stuck alone inside your head) |
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Like a man plagued with disease, I try to fight |
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(guess you're better off dead) |
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Through my pores it seems to seep |
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(your mind bleeding) |
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When I'll bleed forever |
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Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong |
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This spot in hell's where I belong |
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I've come so far - it's been so long |
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Don't know why it started or where it came from |
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And you sit there and do nothing; |
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You're content with doing nothing |
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There's nowhere to run and hide |
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When you're living to die |
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Stuck alone inside your head, |
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Better off dead |
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The phone would ring in the empty house, |
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No one's around |
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Don't acknowledge right, just dwell on wrong |
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This spot in hell's where I belong |
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I've come so far - it's been so long |
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Don't know why it started or where it came from |
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But in my life, I wanted more; |
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I needed more, I taste more |
