| I hear the coming steps
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| I know
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| These habits they betray you
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| They use the masks
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| But veils won’t disguise
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| White sheets, white walls
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| But thoughts are black
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| White sheets, white walls
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| I can’t escape
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| Show me, show me all your fears
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| (Your fears)
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| I wanna to set you free
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| Show me, show me all your fears
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| (How does it feel?)
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| I’m not insane
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| Leave me alone, I beg
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| Never again
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| Time is slowing down
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| The walls are closing
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| The shelters are hard to find
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| Don’t wanna wake up
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| This room has become my grave
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| Bromine has taken my pride
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| My hope has gone away
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| My mind plays tricks
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| Can’t tear apart my sleeps
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| Tie me to bed and stick your will in me
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| But don’t think I will obey
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| Every day we have a walk
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| It’s the only time I live
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| And though don’t wanna return
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| Can’t break this deal
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| Show me, show me all your fears
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| (Your fears)
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| I wanna to set you free
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| Show me, show me all your fears
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| (How does it feel?)
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| I’m not insane
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| These days
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| I’m coming back to you
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| Can you help me wash my sins
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| Cause sometimes seems I don’t live
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| And it’s so easy to predict
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| And baby if you thought that you know me
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| But you were not right
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| You have no idea who I am
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| Grave
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| I have risen from the grave |