| Never ever close your burning eyes
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| The pain won’t ever cease, shattered dreams resound the screams
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| As the rest no longer brings relief
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| Stricken and strained, dejected and drenched to the skin
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| Rising up and breaking down compound
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| Coming clear for all to see: Means to an end
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| Watching over thoughts undead
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| Endless cycles of dismay
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| State and dwell upon the pieces
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| Of broken promise
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| And no longer wishing to end well
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| The fear won’t mend, pay the price, wages of sin
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| Can’t resist the ever feverish thoughts
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| Nightmares won’t stop on the verge to lunacy
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| Waking up and bursting out, compound
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| Coming clear for all to see: Means to an end
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| Caught in a web, encircled by unrest
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| Disordered mission, a mind never at ease
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| This is a means to an end
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| A mind never at ease
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| This is a means to an end
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| Rising up and breaking down compound
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| Coming clear for all to see: Means to an end
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| It won’t help to escape
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| Into the nether
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| When deep down all is lost
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| To fail no ascertain
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| How to find peace of mind
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| To find peace of mind |