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You've been torn between opposing forces |
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The drag of this contingent event is unbearable because of these tectonics that shift beneath your feet |
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It is arrogant to disregard and foolish to turn away |
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An ignorant bliss does not exist in a reality that ceases to live |
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You are falling forward while falling back |
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Too adorned with blemishes that hide the facts |
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This world around you is drifting through an ocean that despises you |
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And the continent is not content with being connected |
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You're relative |
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Until torn and tattered, departed and disgraced |
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The life you contrive will have no place |
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Beget and begotten, your will erased |
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Its geography has been razed |
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You are falling forward while falling back |
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Too adorned with blemishes that hide the facts |
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You've been torn between opposing forces |
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Until torn and tattered, departed and disgraced |
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The life you contrive will have no place |
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Left with only soil beneath your fingernails from the potter's field |
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Six feet under lay the vaulted graves of bodies that didn't yield |
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This world around you is drifting through an ocean that despises you |
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And the continent is not content with being connected |
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You're relative |
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Six feet under lay the vaulted graves of bodies that did not yield |