| Are the rocks underneath your pillow
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| keeping you from sleeping?
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| Are the ghosts at the foot of the bed
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| keeping you from breathing?
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| Is the voice in the back of your head
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| keeping you from hearing?
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| Are the words that we never said
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| Becoming…
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| Echoes across a bowl of tears — will we
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| Scrape the means to cross the bowl of tears?
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| Passengers adrift a bowl of tears — will be
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| A guilty vessel on a bowl of tears
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| Are the weeds underneath your window
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| keeping you from singing?
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| Is the lock on the back of your door
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| keeping you from leaving?
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| Are the hands on the back of your neck
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| keeping you from screaming?
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| Are the words that you never meant
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| Becoming…
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| In a frantic attempt to outwit death
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| We took our coffin ship to the water’s edge
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| Wild Beasts in pursuit
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| Wild Beasts in pursuit
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| Scraping the means to traverse the bowl
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| As we boarded our ships in guilty droves
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| Teardrops overflow
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| Teardrops overflow |