| I walk in the woods
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| High and misunderstood
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| My feet is killing me but the pain just makes it good
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| This time I won’t sit down
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| I walk around not drown
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| I’d rather bleed on my heel
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| Than disappear in the ground
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| Drenched in jealousy
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| Constant autopsy
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| It’s gone what we achieved
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| I’ll rather run and stay awake
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| Than fall asleep and maybe break
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| I’ll take a message if you got one
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| But even I know it ́s too late
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| I’ll rather run and stay awake
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| Than fall asleep and maybe break
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| I’ll take a message if you got one
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| The fortuneteller was right
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| I should get out — get some light
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| But there’s a shadow here that makes daytime seem like night
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| Once you were close to me
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| We had our own policy
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| Went from love and care to disgust so suddenly
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| Drenched in jealousy
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| Constant autopsy
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| It’s gone what we achieved
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| I’ll rather run and stay awake
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| Than fall asleep and maybe break
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| I’ll take a message if you got one
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| But even I know it ́s too late
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| I’ll rather run and stay awake
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| Than fall asleep and maybe break
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| I’ll take a message if you got one
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| I’m feeding memories into a grinder machine
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| I bet the fucker will carve out things I cannot believe
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| I’ll rather run and stay awake
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| Than fall asleep and maybe break
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| I’ll take a message if you got one
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| But even I know it ́s too late
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| I’ll rather run and stay awake
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| Than fall asleep and maybe break
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| I’ll take a message if you got one
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| But even I know it ́s too late |