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I'm thinking that it's time to get out |
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My patients are fading fast |
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The mind bruises just a little bit easier |
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Dark times and shadows cast |
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What are you suffering for? |
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Your pride or some kind of personal war? |
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And will you throw it away? |
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For nothing more than the simple taste? |
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I'll stay in time and watch you pass by(Paranoia woven deep beneath my skin) |
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And I'll draw this line and hope you take my side(Breath slow, breath slow) |
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You shouldn't have to fight alone(You shouldn't have to fight at all) |
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It's nobody's battle but your own |
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Panic holds me like a gun |
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Firm and steadfast bleak and cold |
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I think it's time to kill the drama |
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This life style's getting old |
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Faces threaten from behind closed doors |
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Eyes spy from dark windows |
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Plotting minds that seek to harm me |
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Or maybe not |
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I don't really know |
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There is something waiting for me |
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In the darkest part of my imagination |
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I'll stay in time and watch you pass by(Paranoia woven deep beneath my skin) |
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And I'll draw this line and hope you take my side(Breath slow, breath slow) |
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You shouldn't have to fight alone(You shouldn't have to fight at all) |
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It's nobody's battle but your own |
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This is just self-induced terror |
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There's more to come, this is just a glimpse |
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I tell myself that it's all in my head |
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But I'm pretty hard to convince |
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Oh, there's no relief |
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Oh, this world can offer |
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Oh, there's no relief |
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Oh, this world can offer me |
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I stay in time and watch you pass by |
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I draw this line and hope you'll take my side |
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You shouldn't have to fight alone |
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It's nobody's battle but your own |