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"Your world is a liar - it's dying" |
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While bending to a rusty throne |
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I feed a beaten creature |
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Bygone a forgotten dream, |
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bount to aborted passions |
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Cant you see? Who's pointing the speachless.... |
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The mirror reflects a mess - and I fear it is me |
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All decisions are born from a tired call |
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When the lonely screams out these loveless words: |
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I thought there must be something |
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But I choose to go |
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Leaving words unspoken |
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I devote myself to nothing |
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Nothing |
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I chose to choose but nothing |
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Consequent but empty I |
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Forgot to speak the truth |
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Hearing the sirens preaching |
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Cant you see? I'm pointing to the heartless |
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This mirror reflects a mess - and I fear it is me... |
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All decisions are born from a tired call |
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When the lonely screams out these loveless words: |
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I thought there must be something |
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But I choose to go |
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Leaving words unspoken |
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I devote myself to nothing |
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There is no hope for me |
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The price of owning myself is too high |
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And the privilege of a life overdose |
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speaks to others |
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"Your world is a liar" |
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All decisions are born from a tired call |
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When the lonely screams out these loveless words: |
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I thought there must be something |
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But I choose to go |
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Leaving words unspoken |
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I devote myself to nothing |
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I thought there must be something |
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But I choose to go |
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Leaving words unspoken |
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I devote myself to nothing |