| The only way to be quiet is to be quick
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| A slow death rite like an innocent fight
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| Left me choked and white in a patch of light
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| Feeling like a wick wax drowned and bright
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| Burned skin like a string black ashes slight
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| I know I gotta kick but I can’t get sick
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| I’ll hold you here tight, keep you overnight
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| And it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick
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| Keep outta sight while my watch just ticks
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| I’m trying to keep quiet but I can’t move quick
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| Drowning in air, light, floating up in flight
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| Then it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick
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| You fall
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| I forced myself to be quiet just to be quick
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| Lead a slow death rite like an innocent fight
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| Left me choked and white in a patch of light
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| Feeling like a wick wax drowned and bright
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| Burned skin like a string black ashes slight
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| I know I gotta kick but I can’t get sick
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| I’ll hold you here tight, keep you overnight
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| And it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick
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| But now I’m fucked to die in a world of shit
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| I’m trying to keep quiet but I can’t move quick
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| Wings matted with death spilled oil slick
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| Then it gets too bright, and your body’s a brick
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| And you fall |