| The day is short, the night is long, your heart is ravenous
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| They say a heart that eats alone, it chokes, it’s dangerous
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| But I have lost my appetite, it proved superfluous
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| My blood, it bled the deepest red and then it turned to rust
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| Life is short and death is long my thoughts are nebulous
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| It seems I’m lost inside myself, well that makes two of us
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| I wish I had the words to say, but words are treacherous
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| My guts were stilled my, my ego stilled, but it was Lazarus
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| Wake up! |
| Rock of Lazarus
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| Wake and turn to heart
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| Beat with all the blood and dirt
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| From the start
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| Cry till you dry
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| And you die
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| And they’ll drag you again into light
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| Your dreams are big your feet are small, the union perilous
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| You’ll walk alone I’m not your ride onto the precipice
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| I’m occupied in finding shape, I’m not your therapist
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| My blood has bled, just blow my head, it will be courteous
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| My heart is small your eyes are big, look how they stare at us
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| You’re still a cub, but I am old — I’m not anomalous
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| I will grow then I’ll grow more then I will turn to dust
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| But yet my heart beats like the start for it is Lazarus
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| Wake up Rock of Lazarus
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| Wake and turn to heart
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| Beat with all the blood and dirt
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| From the start
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| From the start
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| Wake up Rock of Lazarus
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| Wake and turn to heart
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| Beat with all the blood and dirt
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| From the start
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| From the start
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| HOWL
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| Old hearts rise again
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| Cry till you dry
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| And you die
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| And they’ll drag you again into light |