| There’s a feast well prepared at the table
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| And a beast licking holes in your door
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| Make a break just as soon as you’re able
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| To run, get out of this hole
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| Before it takes your soul
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| I don’t know how to hide
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| I keep my shadow alive
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| It’s easy to defend
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| The logic of a friend
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| And I don’t know how to tell
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| Is it heaven or hell
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| That I’ll be going to Just as long as I’m there with you
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| There’s a clock ticking slow on the table
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| As the light finds the cracks in your door
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| Make a break
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| Just as soon as your able
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| To run, hold on to your soul
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| Before it takes you whole
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| I don’t know how to hide
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| I keep my shadow alive
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| It’s easy to defend
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| The logic of a friend
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| And I don’t know how to tell
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| If it’s heaven or hell
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| That I’ll be going to Just as long as I’m there with you |