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The sky divides a brilliant white, an offering |
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So tonight I seek the tide and close my eyes |
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Can you hear it, it's calling me |
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It's a new delusion burning in my hand |
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They'll let you down my friend |
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It's harrowing, I am the mountain staring at the bull |
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Blood in his eyes again |
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Save your skin, the suffering |
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And hold your hope |
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The bled beware, they're crying out |
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I know the sound |
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Don't you fear it, it's calling me |
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It's a new delusion burning my hand |
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They'll let you down my friend |
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It's harrowing, I am the mountain staring at the bull |
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Blood in his eyes again |
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Fall in line up against the wall, not this time |
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I'm not listening anymore |
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Now you know the animal is inside us all |
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But you don't have to crawl |
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It's calling me |
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It's a new delusion burning in my hand |
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They'll let you down my friend |
