| You are pushing nails beneath my skin
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| Again I’m tainting my body and soul
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| Abandoned with my heart shaped piece of coal
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| I don’t know how it could get this far
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| Drowning the truth seems to heal my scars
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| You won’t ever hear that pounding in my chest
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| It’s buried alive — left behind — forced to rest
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| I’m escaping to be dead forever
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| I am so soaked out — it never felt better
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| I cannot imagine to live without being numbed
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| Forgetting my fears and sorrows when I’m drunk
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| Everything is moving in slow motion
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| Hurting myself cause my feelings are frozen
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| I don’t know how it could get this far
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| Drowning the truth seems to heal my scars
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| You won’t ever hear that pounding in my chest
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| It’s buried alive — left behind — forced to rest
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| I’m escaping to be dead forever
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| I am so soaked out — it never felt better
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| You won’t ever hear that pounding in my chest
|
| It’s buried alive — left behind — forced to rest
|
| I’m escaping to be dead forever
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| I am so soaked out — it never felt better
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| You won’t ever hear that pounding in my chest
|
| It’s buried alive — left behind — forced to rest
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| I’m escaping to be dead forever
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| I am so soaked out — it never felt better |