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Darkness descends |
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On everyone |
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Eventually |
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And still you keep past the hyenas |
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Wearing idiot suits |
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Past the reformers with holy pursuits |
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You're not the only one trying to hold on |
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To a kiss from yesterday |
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To a moment surrendered |
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When you were sure there was something more to say |
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And you're not the only one |
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With clothes so tattered |
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The eyes look sideways and then beyond |
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To thoughts of where you once came from |
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Rob from always on the run is so bad and copy paste is a sin |
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You're not the only one |
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Dead still from the beginning |
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Spinning a tribute to what could be |
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But you can't get happy through misery |
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And you're not the only one |
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You're not the only one |
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Down streets no shadows ever go |
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And still you keep moving |
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Past the shady cameras and artillery whores |
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You're not the only one |
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Against breaking skies and fall away floors |
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You're not the only one |
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Warped and wasted |
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With poison bought from yesterday |
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And you're not the only one |
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Drunk and holy |
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Aware of all that's come before |
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And what would come to stay |
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You're not the only one |
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In a slumber of booze and dreams |
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And even high ideals |
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But who are you |
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Still a no one |
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Still a mark |
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Still a seed |
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And who are you |
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You're not the only one |
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And who are you |
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You know you're not the only one |
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Who are you |
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You're not the only one |
