| Take a breather and I’ll explain
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| It’s a wager that surely wins
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| As you heed the call of the 'be all, end all'
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| With a needle and threaded pin
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| And it calls your name
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| And it kills me, too
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| Now your dear friend’s gone
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| Now your dear friend’s gone
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| It’s a coating I need to shed
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| But the pain will go underfed
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| So you freeze in your tracks
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| And your reasoning cracks
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| And the waves will hang lower than low ???
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| But the needle is slow
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| The disease will then grow
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| Underneath and underground
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| When you scream there’s not a sound
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| And away you go off to ruin
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| Blood will flow, my dear friend
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| Dim the lights into perfect pitch black
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| My conscience pulled me aside
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| Don’t invite yourself into that world
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| What surprises are still in store?
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| What arises from in your core?
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| No, the demons won’t talk
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| Til you finally unlock
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| And away we go off to ruin |