| Doing the descend, I’ve been waiting
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| To step into a dream, it is, it was, it seems
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| Satan in your stereo, crucifix receptacle
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| Menace in your muddy eyes, a candy coated fear
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| Do I remember me?
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| Transcending partisan
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| Hunter and hunted, now one and the same
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| Vast delirium, multitudes of attitude, TV is your brain
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| Vile, greasy vermin nicotine scars
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| Cheap, lethal bourbon, my refuge in the bar
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| Open mind defended
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| Seen through a filtered lens
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| Gaze upon a symbolism
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| I wanna know what the message sends
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| Warfare concealed a symbolism
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| A martyr for your daughter
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| Stigmatized in my holy water
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| 666, is it threatening as it seems, yeah
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| Sometimes there’s nothing left to tell
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| Sometimes I can’t understand myself
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| No, no single key
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| To calculated spontaneity
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| Confusion, illusion, what use sanity
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| Battering down the walls built inside of me
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| Battering down
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| Passing through revolving doors
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| Your will whole of the law
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| Doors in your mind unwind, unwind
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| Symbol in your muddy eyes words are dismissable
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| Nothing is true, all is permissible
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| Open mind defended
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| Seen through a filtered lens
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| Sometimes there’s nothing left to tell
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| Sometimes I can’t understand myself
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| No, no single key
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| To calculated spontaneity
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| Confusion, illusion, what use sanity
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| Battering down the walls built inside of me
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| Battering down the walls built inside of me
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| Battering down |