| I can’t sleep these walls are closing in on me
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| Through this struggle to survive
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| The shuffle of the E.K.G. |
| muzzles these slowing heartbeats
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| Can they be revived?
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| We are spread on this gurny left for dead
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| Praying this weight won’t drag us under
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| Should we inject or bleed the skin around our necks?
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| Praying that this weight won’t drag us under
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| You used to feel the pulse, now your just down and out
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| Does your faith keep you warm at night?
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| You used to feel the pulse, not just the end results
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| Does your faith keep you warm at night?
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| All good soldiers crawl on their belly’s
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| Still we’re not getting anywhere… there's such little time
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| Weren’t you once a friend of mine?
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| How could you say we didn’t care?
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| We are spread on the gurney left for dead
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| Praying this weight won’t drag us under
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| Should we inject or bleed the skin around our neck?
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| Praying that this weight won’t drag us under
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| We stand on this stage so, we will wake out hearts again!
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| For everything thing thats at stake here
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| Let the doctor amputate, let the doctor amputate
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| Does your faith keep you warm at night?
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| Does your faith keep you warm at night? |