| 2 «o clock, the basement doom shift
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| Afternoon and you dig in the black ditch
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| Comatose, turned off"s the lightswitch
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| Collector of grief, full scale deathwish
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| Everyday, a grey and sad day
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| I dip my love in soul pain
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| And still looking for things to detest
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| Beware of the love that you"ll regret
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| And I"m sitting here with my arms around me, arms around me
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| On top of mount failure, damned and ignored
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| I nurse the depressions:… I know what I"ve lost
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| Anti-social process, with razors in the closet
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| On a suicidal mission, whatever the cost
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| The Lord of grief,…no relief
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| The Lord of grief,…no relief
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| Man of shadows
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| The clouds bear your name
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| And your thought fade to grey:. |
| With
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| Days in shadow
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| The dark is the same
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| But"s a whole different day for the… |