| When she was young her mind was pure and free
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| An ambitious girl, with ambitious dreams
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| Who knew that she’d grow up to be
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| Trapped in her mind, a detainee
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| Just like a ship lost at sea
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| She lost her faith lost all belief
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| No shred of hope of ever returning
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| Just close your eyes
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| Trapped in a fog she realized
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| This is her demise
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| She’s practically paralyzed
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| This sickness conditions and all of the symptoms
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| Prescriptions can’t fix this, this horrible illness
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| Wind starts to blow
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| The rain pours as the waves crash below
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| The beacons glow
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| Fades away as she fights the undertow
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| This storm is encroaching
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| Her mind that’s eroding
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| The fog comes in flowing
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| The storm is approaching
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| The fog
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| She can’t see through this haze
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| Confusion, delusions, her mind’s in a daze
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| Can’t recognize a face
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| No memories of loved ones, not even a trace
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| She’s ready to go and you can see it in her face (She's moving on)
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| She will escape this maze
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| And conquer the haze, she’s no longer afraid
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| The thunder’s crashing
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| And clouding up your head
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| Your thoughts and your memories
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| Dissolve and the water’s turning red
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| No weather warning
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| Nobody could predict
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| The forecast, the anguish, the suffering, she’s sick
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| The storm
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| These waves, walls, they won’t bring her down
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| She’ll find her way out past the clouds
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| She’ll rise up and never be drowned
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| Determined to rout her way out
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| Of this fog
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| No, she’s no longer afraid
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| These waves, walls, they won’t bring her down
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| She’ll find her way out past the clouds
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| She’ll rise up and never be drowned
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| Determined to rout her way out
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| Of this fucking fog |