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Black thoughts |
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Red spots |
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Golden graves breed cryptic waves |
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Misery's voices are flooding the ears |
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Black screen goodbye |
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Aiming too high |
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And you don't see the ugly worm |
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Pushed too far |
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Off the border |
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Now the whole weight |
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Is hanging on one hand |
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Blush of shame is gaining fame |
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Growing and running and glowing and stopping at the peak |
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Black Screen Goodbye |
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Aiming too high |
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And you don't see that you're the worm |
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We exhale at the end of the day |
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And Insanity sings us to sleep |
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I don't know why the screen went black |
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Black screen goodbye |
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'Cause you're the worm, I aimed too high |