| You win the prize for being the first one
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| I wash the blisters off my hands
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| Because and in spite of this breed
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| Nothing remains excluded
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| No difficult choices made
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| The silence, the silence will reach you
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| Tempted by your core
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| Cease to be, cease to live
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| Tempted by your core
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| Devoted to peel — denying to feel
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| Exit granted, feel the tension
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| Now step out of this dimension
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| Inwards growing intention
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| A state of mind one could envy
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| Lick up the pressure that I have shed
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| Hate defends
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| Hate repels
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| Hate prevents
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| Hate demands less
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| Everything sinking through the skin of your feet
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| While standing on the splinters of your past
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| Serving you fate or serving your will?
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| Not that it ever made a difference
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| For you are and will endure ill
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| Tempted by your core
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| Cease to be, cease to live
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| Tempted by your core
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| Devoted to peel — denying to feel
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| Exit granted, feel the tension
|
| Now step out of this dimension
|
| Inwards growing intention
|
| A state of mind one could envy
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| Lick up the pressure that I have shed
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| Hate defends
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| Hate repels
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| Hate prevents
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| Hate demands less
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| When did you creep to me?
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| I live to recognize
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| Why don’t you figure out
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| By yourself why to run away
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| You better keep on hiding
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| 'cos you’ll be fucked if you start to run
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| Here’s the line, give it a go
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| This bridge is flammable
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| A state of mind one could envy
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| Lick up the pressure that I have shed
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| Hate defends
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| Hate repels
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| Hate prevents
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| Hate demands less |