| I stand alone again, decieved by a friend
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| The way that things remain, they never stay the same
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| Never in control, falling down the hole
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| Chaos all around, not a loving soul
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| I build it up so you can tear it down
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| Spread the pieces round, playing lost and found
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| We’re under pressure, need to be released
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| Locked outside your door, screaming out for more
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| Believe — it’s the last thing we hear
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| Believe — I have lost my faith, lost my will to Believe — will you give me what I need
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| Believe — how come I cannot believe
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| Things has to end so they can start again
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| Cannot comprehend, I cannot maintain
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| People come and go, change the world we know
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| Yor choise is to stay low or to go with the flow
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| You build it up so I can tare it down
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| Spread the pieces round, playing lost and found
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| We’re under pressure, need to be released
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| Locked outside your door, screaming out for more
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| I stand alone again, decieved by a friend
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| The way that things remain, they never stay the same
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| Never in control, falling down the hole
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| Chaos all around me |