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Systems, overloading, |
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Fear envelopes me. |
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Cry out for redemption, |
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Blind, forgotten - seen. |
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Looking around on these streets, |
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There's nothing left to do. |
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Penance through your charities |
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Now it's turned on you. |
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Demons, looking in on me, |
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Slipping through the cracks |
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Watching, starving, waiting... |
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Timing their attack. |
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Beyond the flesh that imprisons, |
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Beyond the death you've envisioned, |
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Beyond the fear you'll embrace, |
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Giving your life a foul taste. |
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Systems overloading, |
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Fear envelopes me, |
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Cry out for redemption, |
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Blind, forgotten - seen. |
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All the while fighting, |
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Trying to get on top. |
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Once the focus changes |
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All your senses... |
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Stop |
