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Finding the truth doesn't mean there's an answer |
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...Who would have thought? |
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It seems worthless |
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There's no end to the travesty, idiocy |
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It would seem I've arrived at the meeting point |
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'Tween then and now |
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A different place |
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The past is alive, and the future's now |
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I can not tolerate being held in the dark |
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I need to see! |
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I will the flames! |
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Expanding light from within a cube of darkness |
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I need to see! |
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I will the flames! |
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I found myself crawling, looking for an "out" |
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And made the gap |
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No longer closed |
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Anymore... 'cause my signs are burning the veil |
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Killing our idols; scarring ourselves as well |
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Necessity |
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Carer/killer |
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We're all gonna see - we weren't prepared |
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I can not tolerate being held in the dark |
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I need to see! |
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I will the flames! |
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Expanding light from within a cube of darkness |
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I need to see! |
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I will the flames! |
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I found myself crawling, looking for an "out" |
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And made the gap |
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No longer closed |
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Anymore... 'cause my signs are burning the veil |
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Killing our idols; scarring ourselves as well |
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Necessity |
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Carer/killer |
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We're all gonna see - we weren't prepared |
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Grasping the liquid glass; shaping my own sight |
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Stare at the sun |
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Absorbing death |
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Reach into the well; where father laid his eye |