| Impending doom
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| Can’t escape
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| Pitch black at the lake
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| The snow is falling can’t escape
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| The evil approaches
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| Can’t save you
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| These problems don’t have solutions
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| We’re rotting inside this cell
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| Our bodies are like a prison
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| Only death will save us from this hell
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| These problems don’t have solutions
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| We’re rotting inside this cell
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| Our bodies are like a prison
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| Only death will save us from this hell
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| Jagged stairs leading nowhere
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| The clock is staring at me
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| Running away from the pain
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| The evil approaches
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| No one to save me
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| These problems don’t have solutions
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| We’re rotting inside this cell
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| Our bodies are like a prison
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| Only death will save us from this hell
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| These problems don’t have solutions
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| We’re rotting inside this cell
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| Our bodies are like a prison
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| Only death will save us from this hell (from this hell)
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| Have you ever seen blood in the moonlight?
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| It appears quite black
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| Have you ever seen spiders crawling on the grave (on the grave)?
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| The grave that gave
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| The grave that gave us fear of loneliness
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| That turned us into hellions
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| We’re like slugs in the sun
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| Tearing us apart
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| These problems don’t have solutions
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| We’re rotting inside this cell
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| Our bodies are like a prison
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| Only death will save us from this hell
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| These problems don’t have solutions
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| We’re rotting inside this cell
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| Our bodies are like a prison
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| Only death will save us from this hell
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| Only death will save us from this hell |