| Fearful faces stranded hearts
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| Between birth and death we all fall
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| Heartaches, fatal words
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| Cares of the waking world
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| Come to terms with our days and scars
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| As decorations
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| Final heartbeats giving in
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| Lose the battle to flatline
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| In my sweet end of the world
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| My sweet end of the world
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| On a day when the thoughts can be found
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| In a stone and six feet down the ground
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| Your world will bleed out of blessings
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| Breathe in my sweet end of the world
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| Are we planning to die tonight
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| Drift nothing learned
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| Where the oceans burn
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| Are we planning to live the night
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| Or paint the skies
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| With the ashes of the world
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| Burn oh my sweet end of the world
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| The revelation of desire and the final flame out
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| Fade out
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| Are we planning to die tonight
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| Drift nothing learned
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| Where the oceans burn
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| Are we planning to live the night
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| Or paint the skies
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| With the ashes of the world
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| If you’re planning to die tonight
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| We’ll hold the skies for a while
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| Die tonight
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| Never learn
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| Live the night
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| End of the world
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| If you’re planning to die tonight
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| Don’t bloody wait me
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| You’ll bring us a world
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| To breathe
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| Drift with nothing learned
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| Live through the night
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| Grey the skies of the world
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| Are we planning to die tonight
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| Drift with nothing learned
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| Planning to live the night
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| Grey the skies of the world
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| Oceans on fire
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| Will freeze on the day
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| We drift to silence in safe |