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It's creeping around the bend |
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Death illuminates our lives relive within |
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Like a black sunrise |
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Reality takes shape and form and fills the skies |
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Some questions will fade these will remain |
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Are you? Are you gonna fall behind? |
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Do you? Do you feel these holes in your lies? |
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Looking 'round to see |
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Everybody racing towards the end with me |
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Made me slit my wrists |
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Let love wrap itself around my fingertips |
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Some questions will fade these will remain |
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Are you? Are you gonna fall behind? |
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Do you? Do you feel these holes in your lies? |
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I said do you? Do you feel these holes in your lies? |
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Oh, yeah |
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These walls |
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I know you may tire in these pools of tears |
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Don't fade out it's almost here |
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The final hour |
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Hour |
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Said are you? Are you gonna fall behind? |
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Said do you? Do you feel these holes in your lies? |
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Are you? Are you gonna fall behind? |
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Do you? Do you feel these holes in your lise? |
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Are you? Are you gonna fall behind? |
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Do you? Do you feel these holes in your lies? |
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Creeping 'round the bend |
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Death illuminates our lines relive within |
