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Belonging to the state |
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an in congruent dialect of presence |
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failed to explain reasons |
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held under faith laid dormant |
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to wash the world away |
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it revealed itself in day mare believing |
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a child's mind has long been deceased |
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if there's anything i can promise |
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they'll never be the same |
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it becomes a horror we'll be the last ones standing |
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it becomes a horror taking grip on the earth |
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all the pieces seem to fit me |
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I'll be the change that this world needs |
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It's a happening of distorted youth |
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I found the key to local providence |
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in time i beheld a truth so fervently |
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indoctrination among defeat |
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shallow tides ground me without escape |
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but I'll bear my fucking teeth |
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in the light of absence you can taste |
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i am not your mentor in this place |
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its an ampule love to watch things burn |
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watch things burn |
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i can be the inference |
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i can be the monsterous truth |
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understate me |
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it becomes a horror of mass descent |
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laced and trapped with coercion |
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when this lesson becomes an infection |
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you wont know until its all around us |
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all this |
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it came to me a new breed of tragedy |
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rid everything the hardship of reason |
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i have institutionalized them |
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it came to me |
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among the centuries |
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that taught us to breath |
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i seek a new kind of human difference |
