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All my life the water has come up to my neck |
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I'm treading deep water |
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What misery do you have left for me |
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Hold me steadfast |
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Let not the flood sweep over me |
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These wolves and thieves, have got the best of me |
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From this misery |
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I won't rest until I satisfy their attraction |
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I am the finer fiend |
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All my life I've had a heart of stone |
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I'm sinking in my dead bone |
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Revolt |
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In all that we've become |
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Revolt |
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My dead bones |
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Afraid of what might happen if I let you in |
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Would it be the end of me |
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If I let you in what would you discover |
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This broken heart I can not dispose |
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Dispose |
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Let it out |
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These wolves and thieves have go the best of me |
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From this misery |
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I won't rest until I satisfy their attraction |
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I am the finer fiend |
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I am |
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Revolt in all that we've become |
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Awake my dead bones |
