| Sometimes when you think
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| Ther’s a way out of this situation
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| Somehow the unforeseen comes
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| Leading you back to the aggravation
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| Can’t you feel the hours
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| Wasting away?
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| You’re waiting to fall apart
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| Don’t you fear all the demons inside?
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| It’s not the image
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| Of an innocent mind
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| In the midst of your cynical ride
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| Taking its toll — Taking its toll
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| As it tears you deep inside
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| Feel it staring you drown?
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| As it takes you against the tide
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| Feel the weight coming down
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| Controversy sells like your soul
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| As you melt in your hole
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| While the treachery reappears
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| Resurrecting your fears
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| Can’t you feel the hourglass
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| Counting your days?
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| In this impossible race
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| Don’t you fear all the demons inside?
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| It’s not the image
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| Of an innocent mind
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| In the midst of your cynical ride
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| Taking its toll — Taking its toll
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| As is tears you deep inside
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| Feel it staring you down?
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| As it takes you against the tide
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| Feel the weight coming down
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| Mayhem feeds the chaos
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| Feeding the frenzy of all things lost
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| Feeling normal these days?
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| You don’t have to search hard to find your grave
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| Can’t you feel the hourglass
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| Counting your days?
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| While you’re fading away
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| Don’t you fear all the demons inside… |