| Your wet lights…
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| Shining through the cracks. |
| I plug it up with foam
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| Glue it down tight where it never comes home
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| Take the pliers and pull out the tongue
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| I’ve got no need in explaining shit to anyone
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| And your Wishes… More like diseases
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| You’re like a parasite infiltrating a host for selfish reasons
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| Though you’re trivial, mindless and thoughtless…
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| Though you’re trivial, mindless and thoughtless…
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| You’ve got no purpose except feeding the shame…
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| For things you’ll never gain…
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| Kiss me…
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| Tell me that you’ll never read me…
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| This love has faded…
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| They were all DIRTY!
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| Wish me…
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| Wish me a happy story…
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| MY STRENGTH IS FADING…
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| MY STRENGTH IS GONE…
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| And your wishes… All I hear is STATUS!
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| What you got, what you don’t…
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| And what will you do to get what you want?
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| I’m suspicious…
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| I watch you keep flipping switches
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| You’re just a sheep following the herd
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| And that’s ok because I can be vicious
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| WE DON’T ADMIRE WORDS FROM LIARS…
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| (Most of you are fake)
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| Stop lying to the choir
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| You are nothing but mistakes
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| We’re not part of the masses
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| We don’t drink from your passages
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| Lay down your smoke and mirrors (I'll get the scissors)
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| YOU’RE NOT MY HERO
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| I don’t Wish for anything because it never happens.
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| It just leads to cutting off wings…
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| So run to your PREACHERS…
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| So they can tell you we’re UNCLEAN
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| RITUALLY DEFILED. |
| The smokes screens become routine!
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| I don’t Wish for anything because it never happens.
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| It just leads to cutting off wings…(WE DON’T WISH FOR ANYTHING)
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| So run to your PREACHERS…(WE'RE NOT SHEEP)
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| So they can tell you we’re UNCLEAN
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| (but we find what we need)
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| You can Search, Wish, and Want…
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| But nothing’s ever seen |