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When everything's pushed to the verge* |
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Frequently, impatient |
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And you are searching for a way out |
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Transparent, indistinct |
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Not always so obvious |
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The true colors are shining through |
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Deterrent coherence |
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Shifting to black or white |
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Inverted inwardly |
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Reveal the hidden side of you |
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Like it wasn't enough... |
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...now burning at both ends |
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After this you just might be alone |
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Beware |
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Prepare |
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Corroded grounds lying ahead |
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Erasing is not the cure |
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The decision is all yours |
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It's impossible to forget |
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What has been |
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Pushed further, down in the gutter |
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Misery's supremacy |
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Time has come to choose your side |
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Restricted, limited |
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The path is divided here |
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Engender self defense |
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Asking for a final solution |
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Indirect, incorrect |
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No matter how this turns out |
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Horrid does disturbance |
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Either way it's a scar to heal |
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Didn't know what to expect from the inception |
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Resurrection |
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The damnation |
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Must be broken, must be broken |
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Curse the inaccuracy |
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Improvise a way out |
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To retrospect |
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You will know if |
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It was the right |
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Thing to do then |
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Deal with the existence |
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Emptiness, loneliness |
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You won't just go on after this |
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Denial, withdrawal |
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The illusion won't hold much longer |
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No it wasn't enough... |
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...burned out |
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Now you're on your own... |
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...burned out |