| I never want to see clear
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| There’s nothing that could be there now
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| X marks the page you see
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| Trapped in a cold white room
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| I want to know who’ll
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| Be there when you snuff the wick
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| I won’t reflect the same as you
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| I want the proof you’ll
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| Promise to let em down quick
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| I never want to see clear
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| There’s nothing that could be there now
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| Pull out your teeth (until)
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| There’s nothing left (at all)
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| Immediately I feel relief
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| From dragging this vessel around
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| Exit the stage you keep
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| Sleep in a cold white room
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| I want to know who’ll
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| Be there when you snuff the wick
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| Just shut your mouth
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| And if it takes forever to be sure
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| I wanna know I’ll wait it out (if it works)
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| I’ve seen your letter with a fingerprint
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| I wanna know, I wanna know
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| Pull out your teeth (until)
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| There’s nothing left (at all)
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| Immediately, I feel relief
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| From dragging this vessel around
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| I’m playing dead (until)
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| There’s nothing left (at all)
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| Immediately, I feel relief
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| From dragging this vessel around |