| How can you find yourself. |
| Betrayed. |
| For this single target. |
| Perfection has
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| made it worth while?
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| Trying. |
| Stand when all else falls. |
| Away. |
| Wrong ideals
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| An abolishing curse. |
| Sickness has become a goal
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| Engage. |
| In combat with yourself. |
| I want to know
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| What you ache for. |
| I want to know
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| Have you touched the center of your own sorrow?
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| Your chosen lifestyle drives you to. |
| Pursue the achievement of what they see.
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| Survive the devastation that they wreak. |
| Why can’t you see what’s beauty?
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| Stand when all else falls away. |
| You can disappoint another
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| To be true to yourself. |
| The new culture of death. |
| Pain. |
| An addiction. |
| Pain.
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| Why can’t you see? |
| Pain
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| An abolishing curse. |
| Sickness has become a goal
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| How can you find yourself. |
| Betrayed
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| Perfection. |
| What makes it worth?
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| Beauty, even when it’s not pretty. |
| You have been opened by life’s betrayals
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| In your fear. |
| Freezing cold. |
| All for your dreams your heart just stopped
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| Your heart just stopped
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| Your chosen lifestyle drove you to. |
| Pursue the achievement of what they see.
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| Survive the devastation that they wreak. |
| You lived in the eyes of the others.
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| Enslaved by their social standards. |
| Why couldn’t you see who you were? |