| It took a lot to sell my soul
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| The same thing happened yesterday
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| I paid my price, then felt alive
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| But no pulse is within my veins
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| Never will I lie and say I’m still alive
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| Come what may to me, there’s something on my side
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| I’m left with heart, 'cause inside me’s gone
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| Compulsion drives me anyway
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| I play my part and my part is large
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| Makes me stronger every day
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| Never will I lie and say I’m still alive
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| Come what may to me, there’s something on my side
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| One year and it ain’t so bad
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| I’m trying to see things clearly
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| The clearer it gets, the more I’m confused
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| I’m thinking more about blindness
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| Thinking hard about blindness
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| Thinking purely of blindness
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| There’s something on my side
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| There’s something on my side
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| There’s something on my side
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| There’s something on my side |