| Relax too hard and take without regard another step
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| It’s just a little death
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| Too much too late, I couldn’t concentrate
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| Another step
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| I’ve used templates, I made grids
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| I’ve tried sleep
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| I’ve tried everything once
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| Relax too hard and take without regard another step
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| Outside you’ll catch your death
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| Too much too late
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| Why would you hesitate now?
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| Entranced in my convictions
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| I held in check what I’d thought I was
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| In love with this
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| In love with sickness
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| What I held in check
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| I said it, I’m fine
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| Look into my eyes
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| Misstep was a single conquest
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| It worked out right
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| I am fine
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| Misstep was a single conquest |