| The darkness
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| Lends an heartless drone to the endless wailing
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| Forgive me
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| For so very long, I’ve been blindly sailing
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| Across your sea, of broken dreams
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| Your darkest days, and saddest scenes
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| Our glass house cracked
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| So don’t look back
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| It’s too late now
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| Here, I can see you
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| The bitter side of me
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| Those whispers seep through
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| The evil they can’t see
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| Sick, twisted brother
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| The plans have now unfurled
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| Vile like no other
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| Set me free of
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| Your wicked, wicked world
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| The balance
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| Is thrown by your deception
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| I see this
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| In your twisted, dark perception
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| Don’t look to me, to be your guide
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| I’ll drown you in the rising tide
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| So set me loose
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| I’ll tie your noose
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| And bring you down
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| Here, I can see you
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| The bitter side of me
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| Those whispers seep through
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| The evil they can’t see
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| Sick, twisted brother
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| The plans have now unfurled
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| Vile like no other
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| Set me free of
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| Your wicked, wicked world
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| Sometimes I need to believe
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| That you’re a separate side of me
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| Even if that’s not true
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| I have to silence you
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| Your poisoned words infect my head
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| So I’ll paint your black heart red
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| And then your wicked world
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| Will turn to something new
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| Here, I can see you
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| The bitter side of me
|
| Those whispers seep through
|
| The evil they can’t see
|
| Sick, twisted brother
|
| The plans have now unfurled
|
| Vile like no other
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| Set me free of
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| Your wicked, wicked world |