| Awake in the dark
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| Dreaming of day
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| Skating my life away
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| On impossible ice
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| But I didn’t know
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| Why do I hate me so?
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| Burn into ash, ash into dust
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| Aren’t these the gods we trust?
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| Gone out of their minds
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| In for the kill
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| But I can remember still…
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| Days gone by
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Right on time
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Thought of a lie, and
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| Thought of a bomb
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| Thought if I played along
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| That I might slip away
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| And out on my own
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| Guess that I should’ve known
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| As bullets divide flesh of the sky
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| Sunlight goes bleeding by
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| Gone out of their minds
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| In for the kill
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| But I can remember still…
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| Days gone by
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Right on time
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Burn into ash, ash into dust
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| Aren’t these the gods we trust?
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| Dreaming awake
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| What can I do?
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| What ever happened to…
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| Days gone by
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Right on time
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind
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| Welcome to the dregs of my mind |