| You got the notion, a motion
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| Conclusion that will set us free
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| It takes us closer and closer
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| The human that we wanna be
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| Imperfection was a strife
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| We couldn’t handle but we tried it all
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| Tried it all, I descend before the countdown
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| From the notion of emotion
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| I will wake up when I’ve learnt to fall
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| Breaking the spell, the appearance of perfection
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| It’s time to open up the shell
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| Trace the hidden spell
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| We gonna shoot out like a gun
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| Hit and then we run
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| Give my injection, the poison
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| Let’s believe that’s all I need
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| I can’t describe it, the picture was too sharp
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| We couldn’t get it off — no!
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| A description, my prescription
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| I can’t handle but I’ve tried it all
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| My reception a recession to the countdown
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| From the notion of the motion
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| I will wake up when I’m already gone
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| Breaking my shell, I initiate deception
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| It’s time to open up the shell
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| Trace the hidden spell
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| We gonna shoot out like a gun
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| Hit and then we run
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| Vanity is my profession, follow my lead
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| Letting it free my seduction, I count down
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| Vice is my obsession (Cellar lobotomy, act as my remedy)
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| Sell me self-deception, my addiction
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| It’s my obsession the pressure
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| To be a slave for what I trace
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| I force it higher and higher
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| The dose I need to inhale, oh yeah
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| I wanna swing around in hell
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| I’m gonna scream and shout it out in vain
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| Tried it all, I descend before the countdown
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| Be aware that I will wake up
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| If I’m not already dead
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| Breaking the spell, the appearance of perfection
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| It’s time to open up the shell
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| Trace the hidden spell
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| It’s time to open up the shell
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| Trace the hidden spell
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| We gonna shoot out like a gun
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| Hit and then we run
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| It’s time to open up the shell
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| Trace the hidden spell
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| Into my breakdown
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| It’s my countdown
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| We gonna shoot out like a gun
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| Hit and then we run
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| Into my breakdown
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| Now I shut down
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| My countdown |