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Crank it up for me. |
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Better open your eyes. |
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Uncover your ears. |
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You might notice something. |
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Because of all of your liesover your years. |
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You've been missing something. |
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You've been missing something. |
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Lost forever. |
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Gone for good. |
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And there's nothing you can do. |
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It comes togetheras it should. |
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And in the end it's only youstanding alone. |
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Taking it in. |
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Not sure how to end or how to begin. |
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Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you. |
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Here in the deadlightsin |
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No Man's Landstretches out before you. |
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When the feeling goes awayand you're left with nothing. |
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Everything you think to saydoesn't matter anymore. |
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Nothing matters anymore. |
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In a stale and musty roomwhen your old and no one cares. |
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Underneath fluorescent plumeonly cold and hopeless stares. |
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All an allusion, all of the time. |
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Everything perfectly all in a line. |
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Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you. |
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Here in the deadlightsin |
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No Man's Landstretches out before you. |
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And I huff and |
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I puffat the ash and the soot. |
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And my head and my crookare dead wood that |
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I took.And the way that she shookif you like by the booktake a knife, take a biteand |
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I could and |
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I might.If only to spite. |
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If only to spite. |
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If only to spite. |
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Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you. |
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Here in the deadlightsin |
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No Man's Landstretches out before you. |
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Here in the deadlightsthere's so many handsreaching out to touch you. |
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Here in the deadlightsin |
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No Man's Landstretches out before you. |
