| Executing an escape, plans set in motion
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| I’m gonna run out this place,
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| as if a tidal wave was about to crash on me
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| So stupid mistakes, so easy to make
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| You just push when you pull,
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| get comfortable hiding inside that poison bottle
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| Just get over it, when your eyes roll back inside your head
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| Forget the hesitation, some time for contemplation
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| Doesn’t matter when your dead
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| So no, we’re just gonna go
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| We don’t need that poison that you shove down their throats
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| No, we’re just gonna go
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| We’re just gonna getaway from here to get somewhere
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| Oh no
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| One more imperial, fleeting emotions
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| You just force it against your will,
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| swallow down that pill of blind devotion
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| This place has seen the change, in just about everything
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| From the truth to the lies that you tell
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| yourself, to the folding hand that dealers dealt
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| You just can’t win this game
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| Watch it all slip away
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| Watch the colors turn from black to grey
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| Running out of possibilities in the tragic state of anything
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| Leftover from what they didn’t take
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| So no, we’re just gonna go
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| We don’t need that poison that they shove down their throats
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| No, we’re just gonna go
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| We’re just gonna getaway from here to get somewhere
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| Oh no |