| These are the words that tear you apart.
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| And these are the words that take you away.
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| And these are just words they'll tear you apart.
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| When no one here will say what needs to say.
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| New medicines should ease this pain.
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| They're the only ailment for it.
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| It's this air and time that's bringing me home again.
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| A lame attempt at playing the part again now.
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| In a place you don't know.
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| And this stance as sturdy as leaves in a storm.
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| The premise and motive fueling blank faces.
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| The fool in a place you don't know.
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| In this place, you don't
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| New medicines should ease this pain.
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| They're the only ailment for it. |
| All over again.
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| These are the words that tore me apart.
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| And these are the words that'll take me away.
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| I'm not in the business of faking to please vain opposers.
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| A dead legion of new, cloned followers.
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| You're cornered in a place you don't know.
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| In this world, you don't.
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| New medicines should ease this pain.
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| They're the only ailment for it. |
| All over again.
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| All over again!
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| All over again!
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| All over again!
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| All over again! |