| At a certain point it happens
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| Life becomes to real
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| And nothing can hold back
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| What is about to be
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| I don’t know how close we need to get
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| To blind out the surroundings and focus on the real
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| I know you’re gone
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| But this reality is crashing down on me
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| Crashing down to defeat all purpose
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| I know you’re gone
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| I’m just not ready I’m just not done
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| I am ever in resistant disbelief
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| When raw emotion gets in
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| The way of our throughts and words
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| We pass so far beyond our breaking point
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| I don’t know how far we need to be
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| From all that we don’t want to see
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| To regain perspective
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| I know you’re gone
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| But this reality is crashing down on me
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| Crashing down to defeat all purpose
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| I know you’re gone
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| I’m just not ready I’m just not done
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| I am ever in resistant disbelief
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| I know, yet I fail to find purpose and form
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| I know, but the truth just makes it harder
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| I know you’re gone
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| But this reality is crashing down on me
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| Crashing down to defeat all purpose
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| I know you’re gone
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| I’m just not ready I’m just not done
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| I am ever in resistant disbelief |