| The worst form of illness is one that goes undiagnosed
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| Subtle decay secretly spread, a cancer of the soul
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| A cancer! |
| A cancer of the soul
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| We are all dying
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| Some of us just faster than our friends
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| But pointing to a greater fault won’t cure what we have hidden (hidden!)
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| I used to be able to pretend but I can no longer hide from who I am
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| My deceit was displayed for all to see
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| The only thing that could have saved me
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| Only after we’ve fallen
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| Can we then find the cure?
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| Looking up from the bottom
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| When dust settles it’s clear
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| (When the dust settles it’s clear!)
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| It’s so easy to believe that you are nothing like me
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| 'Cause your deceit is lesser and yet to be seen
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| But does that change what you’re hiding?
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| Only after we’ve fallen
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| Can we then find the cure?
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| Looking up from the bottom
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| When dust settles it’s clear
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| Only after we’ve fallen
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| Can we then find the cure?
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| Looking up from the bottom
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| When dust settles it’s clear
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| Only after we’ve fallen
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| Can we find the cure?
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| We are all dying!
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| A cancer of the soul
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| We are all dying!
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| A cancer of the soul
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| A heart that is bound by snakes
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| With a mind that’s sprouting wings
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| A dangerous combination
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| That fails to address our infection
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| (Infection!)
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| My deceit was displayed for all to see
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| The only thing that could have saved me
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| Only after we’ve fallen
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| Can we then find the cure?
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| Looking up from the bottom
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| When dust settles it’s clear
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| Only after we’ve fallen
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| Can we then find the cure?
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| Looking up from the bottom
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| When dust settles it’s clear
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| Only after we’ve fallen (fallen!)
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| We are all dying (dying!)
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| But will we find the cure?
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| Only after we have fallen
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| Looking up from the bottom
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| It seems so clear |