| What the fuck am I doing here?
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| 4,000 miles away
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| The night never comes
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| It’s too bright to escape into darkness
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| It’s bad enough that insomnia’s crippled me
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| Now I have to deal with you?
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| Am I cursed?
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| Every time I leave home I am affected
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| But this time it’s going to be different
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| I just know I’m going to go insane
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| The feeling of claustrophobia setting in
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| So now I’m on the warpath
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| Drawing from every lie that you said
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| This could turn into a bloodbath
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| It’s time you feel my wrath
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| So now I’m on the warpath
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| Feeding off every word that you said
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| This could turn into a bloodbath
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| It’s time you feel my wrath
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| Too scared to say what I feel
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| Too scared to walk away
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| I’ve seen this face before
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| Am I addicted to the damage you cause?
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| Chest so heavy I can barely breathe
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| I’m choking, and for what
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| Mind is racing at 1,000 miles per hour
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| I just know I can’t trust anyone
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| Is this paranoia or reality?
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| Throat closing tighter
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| Fuck this
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| So now I’m on the warpath
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| Drawing from every lie that you said
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| This could turn into a bloodbath
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| It’s time you feel my wrath
|
| So now I’m on the warpath
|
| Feeding off every word that you said
|
| This could turn into a bloodbath
|
| It’s time you feel my wrath
|
| I’m on the warpath
|
| Drawing from every lie that you said
|
| This could turn into a bloodbath
|
| It’s time you feel my wrath
|
| So now I’m on the warpath
|
| Feeding off every word that you said
|
| This could turn into a bloodbath
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| It’s time you feel my wrath |