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Pay no attention |
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For what it's worth |
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'Cause whatever I say |
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Turns into dirt |
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Here comes the sane |
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Here comes the remains |
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(The remains) |
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Ball and chain |
|
Here comes the remains |
|
(The remains) |
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Here comes the sane |
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Here comes the remains |
|
(The remains) |
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Ball and chain |
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It's all the same |
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Since when did my |
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Life have a meaning? |
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Since when did I |
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Have a choice? |
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To make my way through |
|
This ravaged landscape |
|
As a disposable toy |
|
The sun will embark |
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With a trembling notion |
|
Claiming I once had it all |
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Time, giving it time |
|
We are still miles apart |
|
Insatiable |
|
It's just fine |
|
Aware of what's mine |
|
Can't make it more obvious |
|
The snare broken by lust |
|
Since when did my |
|
Life have a meaning? |
|
Since when did I |
|
Have a choice? |
|
To make my way through |
|
This ravaged landscape |
|
As disposable toy |
|
You've had your countless hours |
|
I've had my moments of grace |
|
But every time it devours |
|
It'll catch that ugly face |
|
The sun will embark |
|
With a trembling notion |
|
Claiming I once had it all |
|
I reach for defiance |
|
I reach for despair |
|
There is nothing |
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That can keep me |
|
From making the |
|
Ultimate sacrifice |
|
All I want, all I would |
|
Ever dare to accomplish |
|
Is in the hands |
|
Of the deceiver |
|
Time, giving it time |
|
We are still miles apart |
|
Insatiable |
|
It's just fine |
|
Aware of what's mine |
|
Can't make it more obvious |
|
The snare broken by lust |
|
Giving it time |
|
We are still miles apart |
|
Insatiable |
|
It's just fine |
