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We never thought we would be so unhappy, |
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In these here demonic times. |
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So I said that I wanted |
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To just be happy |
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During these next few go rounds. |
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Pitch black |
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Panic attacks |
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Looking over my shoulder |
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Wondering what's going on. |
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Can't see the light |
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At the end of the tunnel. |
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Am I ever gonna see the sun? |
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Pitch black.(Seconds away from) |
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Beautiful, utterly, life that we're living. |
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Somebody please talk to God. |
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And if He's listening |
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Would you please ask him |
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If he made all this for fun. |
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Cuz if it's simply a game |
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And not really |
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Life as we know it, |
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I'm done. |
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Pitch black |
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Panic attacks |
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Looking over my shoulder |
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Wondering what's going on. |
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Can't see the light |
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At the end of the tunnel. |
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Am I ever gonna see the sun? |
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Pitch black.(Seconds away from) |