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The world moved out of my mind |
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I made it fiction |
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When I should have given it time |
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But still there was no caution |
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Acting like someone else |
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Restraining the bitterness |
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The ironwall won't give in easily |
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Emptiness, caught while burning |
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Solitude, live by learning |
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Bargin for more |
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With every step further |
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Withdraw from sanity |
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And make friend with misery |
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As the last ditch in this mystery |
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Realizing the extent |
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Watching destruction with grief |
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It will never be the same again |
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So where is the relief? |
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Where is the end? |