| I’ve been climbing up the walls
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| To escape the sinking feeling
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| But I can’t hide from the nihilist at my door
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| Buried in the basement floor
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| Didn’t know what I had planted
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| It blossomed with all the heart of a cold war
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| I’m a spirit in a tomb
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| Won’t somebody raise the roof
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| I’m going white, I’m going black, I’m going blue
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| Do you mind if I’m exhumed?
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| I’m the ashes in the plume
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| I’m a beggar in the ruin
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| I’m peaking out, I’m burning up, I’m shooting through
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| I’m only lonely for the truth
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| Paradise is in my soul
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| And I’m terrified I can’t get out
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| I’m lost in a labyrinth
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| We are lost in a labyrinth
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| Paradise is in my soul
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| And I’m terrified I can’t get out
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| I’m lost in a labyrinth
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| We are lost in a labyrinth
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| Please don’t follow
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| Please don’t follow
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| Paradise is in my soul
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| And I’m terrified I can’t get out
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| I’m lost in a labyrinth
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| We are lost in a labyrinth
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| Please don’t follow
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| You were in my dream last night
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| But your face was someone else’s
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| A twitch in my spine, a mutual disorder
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| Isolation neophyte
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| Too afraid to taste your conscience
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| You march in the dark, little lamb to the slaughter
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| I’m the ashes in the plume
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| I’m a beggar in the room
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| I’m peaking out, I’m burning up, I’m shooting through
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| I’m only lonely for the truth
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| Paradise is in my soul
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| And I’m terrified I can’t get out
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| I’m lost in a labyrinth
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| We are lost in a labyrinth
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| Please don’t follow
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| Paradise is in my soul
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| And I’m terrified I can’t get out
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| I’m lost in a labyrinth
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| We are lost in a labyrinth
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| Please don’t follow
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| Please don’t follow
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| Please don’t follow
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| I’m the ashes in the plume
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| I’m a beggar in the room
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| I’m peaking out, I’m burning up, I’m shooting through
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| I’m only lonely for the truth
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| Please don’t follow
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| Please don’t follow |