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Cold seems crippling |
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Lame meander through corridors |
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Aroma's thick with age, mark off the day |
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Reflections of my life are fading |
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Pull me out of body |
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Don't want it, don't want in |
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Feeble frail and rotting, descending |
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I'm lost in structure that's collapsing |
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Don't want it cast into, maker take the body |
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Don't want it, it wants me |
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Past has found it's place |
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Salvation is no more |
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Will God accept my peace bleached will pardon me |
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Reflections of my life are fading |
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Pull me out of body |
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Don't want it, don't want in |
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Feeble frail and rotting, descending |
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I'm lost in structure that's collapsing |
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Don't want it cast into, maker take the body |
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Don't want it, it wants me |
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I just want to run |
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Fly kites wrestle, jump and play |
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Swim through waves that crash to shore |
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Memories in me cocooned in misery |
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I'm sick and tired |
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Of embracing reflections of past time |
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Receive me or cast me away |
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God please take me away |
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Resistance futile |
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Suicidal ideas will |
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I will crucify my own being |
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Satisfy selfish needs fuck the deities |
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Justify my own right to what's waiting for me |
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On the other side the time has come |
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Lock and load, |
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I'm comin', |
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I'm comin' |
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I'm comin', oh |
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I'm comin' home |
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Pull me out of body |
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Don't want it, don't want in |
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Pull me out of body |
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Don't want it, don't want in |
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Pull me out of body |
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Don't want it, don't want in |
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Feeble frail and rotting, descending |
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I'm lost in structure that's collapsing descending |
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Don't want it, maker take the body |
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Don't want it, don't want in |
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Pull me out of body |
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Don't want it, don't want in |
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Feeble frail and rotting, descend |
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I'm lost in structure that's collapsing descend |
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Don't want it, maker take the body |
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Don't want, it wants me |
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I just want to run |
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Fly kites wrestle, jump and play |
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Swim through waves that crash to shore |
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Memories in me cocooned in misery |
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The darkness overcomes |
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Soul soars to the other plain |
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Existence past the door |
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I sail through purgatory's bay |
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I asked a |
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God for poison, cradle me |
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Sown to my dreams, souls searching |
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Death blossoms where clouds lie over me |
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Held in God's hands, death blooming{ |
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Dark for fear of failure |
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An inner gloom as wide as an eye of fermenting |
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Roiling hate death grip in my veins |
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Unveiling rancid petals |
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Flowering forth foul nectar |
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Space between a blink and a tear |
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Death blooms} |
