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Lock me in a room, throw away the room |
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There's nothing left |
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Growing fears |
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Sleep for years |
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Wake in tears |
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I'm on the edge |
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I'm on the fucking edge |
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I swear to you |
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Make one move |
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Give me one excuse, I dare you |
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These words are ammunition |
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This voice is a gun |
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Not one of you is safe |
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Fuck you all |
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Turn and run |
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I've learned my lesson |
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Life is barren and bereft |
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Deaccession until there's nothing left |
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Puttin gyou away or putting you to rest |
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Denial or death, which one is best? So much for trying |
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So what, you're dying |
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Better you than me |
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Boiling contempt |
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Singe and sear |
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No escape from here |
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I'm on the edge |
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I'm on teh fucking edge |
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I swear to you |
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Make one move |
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Give me one excuse |
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I dare you |
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These words are ammunition |
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This voice is a gun |
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Not one of you is safe |
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Fuck you all |
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Turn and run |
