| I am shelved and segregated, struggling to control what I’ve created
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| You think the war is out there? |
| It starts in here between the panic and fear
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| In the midst of life I am dead, lay me down by the riverbed
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| I let the water heal my wounds, the mist falls and I am consumed
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| Anxiety has me this pale, hanging on by my fingernails
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| When sorrow knocked at my door, I was too afraid to answer anymore
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| In the midst of life I am dead, lay me down by the riverbed
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| I let the water heal my wounds, the mist falls and I am consumed
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| Anxiety has me this pale, hanging on by my fingernails
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| Bound and tied I could not stay, open corridors in empty space
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| Lead me to the river, I will follow
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| Lead me to the river, I will fall |