| Now you’re reaching for life
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| Never mind if you’re breathing
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| Say again
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| Say again
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| Die slowly
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| Born inside the frame
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| As you nurture the wound
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| The dust settles to reveal
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| Each puncture they’ve given you
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| Don’t expect them to be sorry though
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| They’ve got a taste for themselves only
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| And you taste disgusting
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| To them you mean shit and ooze it
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| So borrow them like a trade wind
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| And exist in the present for tomorrow is yesterday
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| Die slowly
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| You’ve mistaken me for a lifetime
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| I reveal nothing
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| The true me
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| As the cavity lays lifeless and silent
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| You will never find out the identity of the inhabitant
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| And how he saved us all from the bloat that consumes and overtakes our bodies'
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| apex
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| Message him now through nerves and wires
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| Sent in simple, synchronized, but timeless ticks
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| But he no longer draws blood from this world
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| He draws it from a place of fog and mist
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| He draws it from where time and space can’t even exist any more
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| Now I know right and wrong for no one but me
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| But he no longer draws blood from this world
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| He draws it from a place of fog and mist
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| He draws it from where time and space can’t even exist
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| Now you’re reaching for life
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| Never mind if you’re breathing
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| Say again
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| Say again
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| Message him now through nerves and wires
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| This is our inspiration to let us let go
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| With eyes rolling back
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| Eyes roll back |