| Pleasure to pleasure, reason with reason
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| Sustain, endeavour, your pain deceiving
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| Now here’s a question, what is your pleasure?
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| Can’t run away from here, you can’t afford to hide
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| Consume your weakness, cannot defend
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| Fed to you now and then, you’re feeling worn inside
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| Raped of your tension, once you reason
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| Your thoughts are lost again, I can hear an empty cry
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| Silenced with violence, broken demeanor
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| Reason with reason, so inferior
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| So here’s a question, what is your pleasure?
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| Can’t run away from here, you can’t afford to hide
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| You’re searching for answers, so close yet so far away
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| Thrown back into your face, you’re running out of time
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| Consume your weakness, underneath this disguise
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| Lies pain you’re soon to know
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| Hang you with these starring eyes
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| Just point the blame to another
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| Unfocused time
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| You’re in between, you’re uncovered
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| Something in there you cannot define
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| Fading to me, this is the question
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| Fade into me, this is depression
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| Can I find strength to put this bullet in my head
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| CHORUS |