| Impatient I am waiting now
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| For years have they promised the cure
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| I got a little different somehow
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| Nervous and a bit insecure
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| Everyday I face another disease
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| And with my self I stand here alone
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| There are things that make it hard to increase
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| The feelings that cannot be shown
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| Neurosis 404
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| I am addicted to life
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| But I can’t feel anymore
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| Neurosis 404
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| I am a fake
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| And I can’t go on anymore
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| Neurosis, anyone, who knows this?
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| These voices, anyone, who knows this?
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| There are voices that reflect this guilt
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| Former faces, pale but clear
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| I know the consequences now
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| Felt the hits with every tear
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| Can anyone please believe me
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| I am dying the deaths of lies
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| Or have you noticed it is nearly
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| (Like) the essence of (my) helpless tries
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| «Welcome me, my slave to blind to see
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| These voices that take you to misery
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| I’m the tempter that leads your way
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| But you’re the source that you betray» |