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I'm walking the line |
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I hate this world |
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I'm seeking for freedom |
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What's luck |
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What's luck |
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All is illusion |
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Reality is dying |
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All is covered in varnish |
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Scratch it off - and you see rust |
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Just look at the people |
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Grabbing everything |
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Trying to bye luck |
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Ruthlessly |
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Stick at nothing |
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Isolation is king |
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Consum is deadly |
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All is covered in varnish |
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Scratch it off - and you see rust |
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Your hand is like hope |
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Your face as white as milk |
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Your skin the surrival |
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Your mouth is sweat |
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Words like honey |
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Creep into my ears |
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Speak softly to me |
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It's dragging me home |
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- this feeling |
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- away, away. away |
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- faraway |
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I wanna go |
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(with you) |
