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Raw |
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Unsheltered and exposed |
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When every door is closed |
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There's nowhere left to find protection |
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Now |
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All that I have left |
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Is this brutal, wreckless depth |
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I'm running scared with no direction |
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Dark |
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The only thing that's real |
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It's all that I can feel |
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And every single nerve is screaming |
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Wait |
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For sleep that never comes |
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My imagination runs |
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Out of reach and it has left me bleeding |
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When reality returns |
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And I've finally broken free |
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I'll stand up and face the world |
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That once abandoned me |
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The flow |
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Of panic in my veins |
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Anxiety constrains |
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Every move and I am slowly sinking |
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Down |
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To depths I've never reached |
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My security's been breached |
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A victim of my way of thinking |
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When reality returns |
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And I've finally broken free |
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I'll stand up and face the world |
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That once abandoned me |
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Bleak |
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A desert without rain |
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I'm a prisoner of pain |
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A disciple of my own disaster |
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Still |
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This silent symphony |
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Serenades the barren sea |
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Calling out as if it somehow matters |
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When reality returns |
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And I've finally broken free |
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I'll stand up and face the world |
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That once abandoned me |
