| Somewhere inside a raging storm
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| Is waiting to be free
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| The balance hangs on one slim thread
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| A twisted nerve could blow it
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| All around the heat is on
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| Confusion. |
| Confusion
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| A finger hitches on a trigger
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| Another mark of the gun
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| It’s a sign of a madman
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| Losing his control
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| It’s a sign of a madman
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| Losing everything
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| An insane act where genius reigned
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| The traitor came to light
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| He swore you were the chosen one
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| Who’d come to take his place
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| Now it seems you’re showing signs
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| Of stress. |
| Distress
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| The sentence passed upon yourself
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| There’s no way out of here
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| It’s a sign of a madman
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| Losing his control
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| It’s a sign of a madman
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| Losing everything
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| How does it feel to be alone in there
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| How does it feel to be alone in there
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| Nothing is real now you’re alone in there
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| Nothing is real now you’re alone in there
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| You’re all alone in a crowded room
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| Surrounded by your fate
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| In the grip of all your plans
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| You didn’t even know it
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| Now the shadows hide the one
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| Who lies in wait |