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I feel the fear take hold reside in darkness |
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Thrive where most won't go |
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Adrift, I curse this gift and hope you never know |
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Feel like a psychotic break comin' on |
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Snapping two by fours punching holes in dry wall |
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Feel like a psychotic break comin' on |
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Chalking up my dead friends and loved ones long gone |
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I feel the fear take hold reside in darkness |
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Thrive where most won't go |
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Adrift, I curse my gift and hope you never know |
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Feel like a psychotic break comin' on |
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Snapping two by fours punching holes in dry wall |
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Feel like a psychotic break comin' on |
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Thinking 'bout my dead friends whose voices ring on |
