| Broken, my will leaves me calling for desolation
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| Blank eyes from bloodlines these traits that bind me
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| Your mind in the shadows, blinded by denials
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| Declarations of faith is lost with disbelief
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| Being swept away, he lies
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| Withering with time
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| Just to find all these lies
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| Buried in this cold sensations consolation
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| I’ll never be lost in the fog that blinds my light
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| No sense to perceive
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| Unbelievable acts of thought
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| It’s just a dream I’ve crossed
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| Momentary loss of relation
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| Sensory reaction fails
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| Memory begins interception
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| Justifies its creation
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| Define my path
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| And when your body corrupts you
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| The physical space
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| You reject and call your own
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| Will you accept the lie, this final embrace
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| That sets you free
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| Vanity is self-elusive, openly so
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| Picking up the pieces with my bloody hands
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| Remains my final task
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| By this time
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| Your insecurity has ostracized all hope in me
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| You’re helping me to find it
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| The past that speaks the truth
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| The only one that knows
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| The passage to my eyes
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| And when your body corrupts you
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| The physical space, you reject and call your own
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| Will you accept the lie, this final embrace
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| That sets you free
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| You’re helping me to find it
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| The past that speaks the truth
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| The only one that knows
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| The passage to my eyes |