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Now, now get through this pain and suffering |
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I've been writing on these fucking walls |
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That belong to the same story |
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of you walking away |
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Another bullet right through my brain |
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that bullet was your fate. |
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To power of sun, a wondrous sense bound |
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I wonder if sometimes, all my friends, |
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were killed by the wind |
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Calling the figure I see falling deaf |
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The fallen sinks in the light |
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Watching, reloading, we'll |
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decide if you decide |
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until your mine |
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Crawl now |
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Wrapped in your pain and shadows |
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Wondering if a condition of time is pain |
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and wondering what's null and vain |
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Now, now, no other way |
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sense of all that's been and done |
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Wake me up, I'm dead |
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'cause I'm falling away |
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Deny consideration of this role |
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A fucking ??? ??? |
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When the dreams are torn |
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save your soul, to fight the moonlight |
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When the dreams are gone |
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nothing more than the pain of the moonlight |
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Sick of your toy |
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so revel in joy |
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???? siren's lair |
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It's such a shame |
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Praying idols made of clay |
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???? in their game |
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Buried alive in your funeral mind |
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???? Lot's of stuff I can't figure out ??? |
