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Your dreams will fade and self loathing comes |
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The age-old curse of the clinically numb |
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Turned on bright lights a wax wing demise |
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In cut glass bowls you find endless desire |
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Strangers call my name through the night |
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Victims of a social suicide |
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Strangers call my name through the night |
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Victims of a social suicide |
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Through white homes and far away signs |
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Burns a wind like fire in God's own eyes |
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Sunlight climbs through holes of black light |
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A day in my life and you can see through time |
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die |
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Strangers call my name through the night |
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Victims of a social suicide |
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Strangers call my name through the night |
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Victims of a social suicide |
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Call me into the night they call me |
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Call me into the night |
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Call me into the night they call me |
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Call me into the night |