| Enter at your risk is vital,
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| For the sake of your survival,
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| It’s going to go all wrong,
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| And I won’t be liable
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| I’m nearing the event,
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| The gravity will pull me in,
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| I’m hanging by a thread of light,
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| That’s woven your skin
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| I’m out of lies,
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| (I need a place I can go)
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| I’m out of reason,
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| (but on on the verge of a breakthrough)
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| I’m out of Want,
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| (everything becomes a vice)
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| I’m out of light,
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| (is it safer in the dark)
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| I’m a suicidal planet and I’m aiming at the sun,
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| All the gravity inside me will give way to a beautiful calm,
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| If you’re gravitating to me, now’s the time to turn and run,
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| I see a raging ball of fire, burning life lines in my palms
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| Infinite dark rotation,
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| Magnetic isolation,
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| Am I, am I, am I,
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| My own innovation
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| I fear what Zeno said,
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| I’m going where I’ll never get,
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| the distance is so close but,
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| I’ve not covered it yet
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| I’m out of lies,
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| (I need a place I can go)
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| I’m out of reason,
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| (but on on the verge of a breakthrough)
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| I’m out of Want,
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| (everything becomes a vice)
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| I’m out of light,
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| (is it safer in the dark)
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| I’m a suicidal planet and I’m aiming at the sun,
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| All the gravity inside me will give way to a beautiful calm,
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| If you’re gravitating to me, now’s the time to turn and run,
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| I see a raging ball of fire, burning life lines in my palms
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| We are faced,
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| With a lot of pain,
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| Until the last day,
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| (beautiful calm)
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| To throw my life into,
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| (so great)
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| We are faced,
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| (no pain)
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| With a lot of pain,
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| Until the last day,
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| (beautiful calm)
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| I’ll learn what I can take |