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Live from day to the next day |
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Try to satisfy the cravings before they |
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Consume you |
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Colours are brighter |
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The world can excite you |
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When you're under its spell |
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You can tell |
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All too well |
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That without it life would be hell |
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And time is passing you by |
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It marks no moment of your life |
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When you submit yourself to be numb, |
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The fear disappears, |
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And everything seems clear |
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When the emptiness is upon you |
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It fills you up like a balloon |
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And you float |
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High up over the real world, |
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And think of when |
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You were a little girl again |
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Where would you go, baby? |
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What could you do? |
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Didn't you hear, baby? |
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Nothing is sure but uncertainty |
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You can feel the hunger inside you |
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But the longing will no longer guide you onwards, |
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Sinking into the floorboards |
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Where the rats eat at your will |
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And do it until, |
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Your belly aches |
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And your soul will not be still |
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Wrench yourself from your demons |
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For far too long you've believed them |
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When they told you you were weak |
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Take a step in the tunnel |
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With the light 'round the bend |
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In the end |
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You can start to make amends |
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Who knows where you'll go, baby |
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So much you could do! |
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Haven't you heard, baby? |
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All will be well |
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If you want it to |