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You're one of them, a monster at heart. |
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Attention gives them what they need to heal these wounds. |
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Their lungs, filled with guilt, |
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Hold up the walls they built. |
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x2 |
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Attention gives them what they need to heal these wounds. |
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You're just a symphony made up of violins, |
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That don't make a sound. |
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You lived a lie, x2 |
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And came out with nothing more |
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Than the life, x2 |
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You had before. |
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They're just machines that no one can trust, |
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Always cheating the system that they need. |
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Oh, I trusted you because I trusted myself. |
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You're just a symphony made up of violins, |
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That don't make a sound. |
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You lived a lie, x2 |
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And came out with nothing more |
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Than the life, x2 |
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You had before. |
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You're one of them, a monster at heart. |
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Now I'm left with nothing but a wasted past. |
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There is a devil inside you. x2 |
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You know him all too well. |
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You're just a symphony made up of violins, |
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That don't make a sound. |
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You lived a lie, x2 |
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And came out with nothing more |
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Than the life you had before. |
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Take your lies to the grave you dug for yourself. x2 |
