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[ti:how far] |
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[ar:apocalyptica] |
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My life is a circle |
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No beginning and no end |
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It's always repeating |
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A trail I defend |
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A misunderstanding |
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That can't be erased like a file |
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I've got all I wanted |
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But still I'm not satisfied |
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How far will I go to and search my respect and my pride |
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How long will I lie to myself about the privilege of my life |
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That turns around |
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'Till I Die |
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And take the dark |
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With me |
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Why am I sad when I have more that I ever had? |
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My life is too stable |
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I get no air |
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My jail is my skin |
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I'm false like a fable |
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That is being praised |
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For it's sin |
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Once I am trying to follow the light then |
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The bitch grips my feet |
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Pulls me down,underneath |
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How far will I go to and search my respect and my pride |
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How long will I lie to myself about the privilege of my life |
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That turns around |
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'Till I Die |
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And take the dark |
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With me |
