| There’s a monster walking around in these streets
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| We can’t pray him away
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| It’s a constant threat to us all
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| Why do they sit and stare anyway?
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| So exhausted by the sight at the sound of the sighing and pathetic
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| Crowd
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| Never wanted for their breath to be drowned out more than we feel it
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| Right now
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| Tell the king you’re fed up with something — it’s him
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| The power’s in the sin
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| You and I are nothing but lies floating through consciousness
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| Paralyzed by what we despise
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| Desperate for vengeance
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| Nothing of consequence
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| We’re all specters, so why do we tell everybody we feel so alive?
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| Just a lecture, made for our pride in the knowledge that everything
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| Dies
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| Distraction and pain and repeated refraines make us feel it’ll all
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| Stay the same
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| But freedom’s in knowing that chaos ain’t going away
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| We’re living proof of it
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| You and I are nothing but lies floating through consciousness
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| Paralyzed by what we despise
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| Desperate for vengeance
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| Finding no answers
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| You and I are nothing but lies floating through consciousness
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| It brings us together — looking for answers
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| Cut out the cancer, now we’re the masters
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| Sick and tired of voices on fire
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| Time to hammer out knives
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| Trick’s to expire — that’s what inspires
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| No exit when you’ve gone and died
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| Sick and tired of sitting around and talking about how awful it is
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| What he did
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| It’s our time to make him pay for his sin
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| Because you and I are nothing but lies floating through consciousness
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| Paralyzed by what we despise
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| Desperate for vengeance
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| Finding no answers
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| You and I are nohing but lies floating through consciousness
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| It brings us together — looking for answers
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| Nihilist slander
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| He knows who’s his master now |