| Every road I went down
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| I am certain I wasn’t followed
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| Every hall has been hollowed out
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| Now I’m alone in my own head
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| Swept clean, swept clean
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| Now I’m alone in my own head
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| Ready for anything
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| Anything contrary
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| Anything contrary
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| To what you might believe
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| I feel defeated from time to time
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| Contrary to what you might believe
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| I can take it but can’t keep it concealed
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| Need to heal
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| Can’t take the new intake of new wounds
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| Spinning wheels
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| It’s hard to be alone in my own head
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| When everything is contrary
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| Everything is contrary
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| Everything is contrary
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| I wanna know what it feels
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| I wanna know what it feels, what it feels like
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| I wanna know what it feels like on the outside
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| On the outside
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| From the outset it seems as though
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| Seems as though I’ve been set to gravitate
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| Gravitate to isolation
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| If you find you always do, gravitate here
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| If you find you always do, gravitate to isolation
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| Move into this empty room next to mine
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| If you find you always do, gravitate to isolation
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| Move into this empty room next to mine
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| And we’ll scream through the walls
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| I wanna know what it feels
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| I wanna know what it feels, what it feels like
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| I wanna know what it feels like on the outside
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| On the outside |