| We are beggars of the murdered, where nothing matters anymore
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| As I’m surrounded by friends with false faces
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| All the reasons are here, but less is more, more or less
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| So I’m sustained in fluids and bloods and I’m cupped to this poisoned breast
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| In your shadow, you doctored every part of me
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| In your shadow, partially patient I dislocate my arm free
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| The truth in your frightened eyes
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| Throws a shadow over all that aches inside
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| Sheltered and weak, temporary peace
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| The truth in your frightened eyes
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| Throws a shadow over all that aches inside
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| Sheltered and weak, temporary peace
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| We float in perfect failure
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| Staring into the abyss, such a shame to find me staring back
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| As I’m cast away, on that river of sadness
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| With two hands and a bucket of pain
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| I eat your gospel, it tastes like rumors to me
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| In your shadow, you doctored every part of me
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| In your shadow, partially patient I dislocate my arm free
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| In your shadow, my worth was no cost
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| In your shadow, I traded time with loss
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| The truth in your frightened eyes
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| Throws a shadow over all that aches inside
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| Sheltered and weak, temporary peace
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| The truth in your frightened eyes
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| Throws a shadow over all that aches inside
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| Sheltered and weak, temporary peace
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| I am forever
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| Forever is all I have
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| I am forever
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| Forever is all I have |