| In every corner
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| In every shadow
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| In every silence
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| in every scream
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| In every scream
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| I’m never alone
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| This is the end of disclosure,
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| my solemn epiphany
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| It is time to take over
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| And end this distinctive toxicity
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| In my head there is a force, holding me back
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| crying out for courtesy, painting it black
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| it’s like a matchstick flame, warm but not enough
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| i need to light the fireworks, i won’t give up
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| Ana, Anathema! |
| Be my sin…
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| Ana, Benediction! |
| Get under my skin…
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| Ana, Anathema, give me a sign!
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| Ana, Benediction, walking the fine line
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| In my head there is a force, holding me back
|
| crying out for courtesy, painting it black
|
| it’s like a matchstick flame, warm but not enough
|
| i need to light the fireworks, i won’t give up
|
| Ana, Anathema! |
| Be my sin…
|
| Ana, Benediction! |
| Get under my skin…
|
| Ana, Anathema, give me a sign!
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| Ana, Benediction, I’m scared
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| walking the fine line
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| In every corner
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| In every shadow
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| In every silence
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| in every scream
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| In every number
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| In every scale
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| In every daylight
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| in every dream
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| Ana, Anathema! |
| Be my sin…
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| Ana, Benediction! |
| Get under my skin…
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| Ana, Anathema, give me a sign!
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| Ana, Benediction, walking the fine line
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| And now the devils circle
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| has come to an end,
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| She screamed and scolded
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| and claimed to be my friend…
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| never let her out again
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| I’m Free! |