| What is this penetration?
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| If not some pre-salvation?
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| What is a mental attitude?
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| Why is my fever not in mood?
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| It’s me combining numbers
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| It’s me just playing God
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| It’s me who’s making rules here
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| I cannot come undone
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| Why don’t you compensate
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| My pain and all my hate
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| Have you really tried to compromise?
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| Have you never realized…
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| Accompanied by faces
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| That stare at you at night
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| I’m travelling into your sleep
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| Until you wake up pale from fright
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| And after all you’ve been through
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| I sleep safe like a child
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| A coward in deceit
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| It’s garbage what you feed them… so
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| Consider penetration
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| As instant motivation
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| Regarding what you said to me
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| I think that you should never be forgiven
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| Don’t persecute me for what I’ve done
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| Perplex, poisened, predictable
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| Permissable disaster, patriotic smiles
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| Predominant agression
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| If you have (the) guts, resist my trace |