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Dressed up in your outsides, |
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Inside you're in nighttime, |
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Everywhere is frightening |
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There's something you are needing to find, |
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The pressure is pressing you down |
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That raging monster pulling you around |
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It wants to rip our skins apart |
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Tear out the strings connected to our hearts |
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Our hearts, our hearts, |
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Evil glare under her eyelids |
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Rudely wears us on her mouth |
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Trembling when we see her |
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Run and hide, she's coming around to |
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Tear out the strings (x3) |
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Connected to our heart |
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Tear out the strings (x3) |
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Connected to our heart, our hearts, our hearts, |
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Our hearts, |
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You were in the way of yourself, crowded you in, dark clouds hung around, in the hope of a home, |
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Your body grew wider, your movements slowed down, delusions of dying made sense in your head, |
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Your talents reached in, |
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The venom for our heart, to poison our hearts, delusions have died, made sense in your head, |
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But you're better than that, you're better than that. |
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Tear out, tear out. |
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The way we're made protects us |
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The bones, the muscles shelter |
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But it's our blood that mends us |
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It's our blood that mends us |
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