| All those things that I thought I could learn laid to waste
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| Every page and every little word, I kept it safe
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| All those nights you laid awake I always thought that you would take another
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| soul, another life off to where you think they go
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| I’m alive and I can hardly breathe, save yourself and turn the other way,
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| even though you think it’s all a lie
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| Pray for nothing then you die
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| By the time you have the mind to think it’s far too late
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| You spent your life living in the dark
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| Afraid of life
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| The paupers the priests, decided they lay on beds made from nails delighted
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| they stay
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| Part of the lie, bottled inside
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| The liars, the sheep
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| Decided they leap through gates made of fire, denied and they fail Save
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| yourself from fates far worse than hell |