| Dysengage, Dysengage, Dysengage
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| Dysengage, Dysengage, Dysengage
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| Dysengage, Dysengage, Dysengage
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| Dysengage, Dysengage, Dysengage
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| Dysengage, Dysengage, Dysengage
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| Dysengage
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| I am screaming at the walls
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| So fucking loud it chips the paint
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| Dysengage
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| I have heard the angels call
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| Yet I have sat and let it ring
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| Dysengage
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| I once thought I bore a message
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| And it’s something I should sing
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| Dysengage
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| Then I learned they want me dead
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| And they will just take everything
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| Dysengage
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| I am screaming at the walls
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| So fucking loud it chips the paint
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| Dysengage
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| I have heard the angels call
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| Yet I have sat and let it ring
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| Dysengage
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| I once thought I bore a message
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| And it’s something I should sing
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| Dysengage
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| Then I learned they want me dead
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| And they will just take everything
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| Dysengage
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| So here we are as history repeats itself again
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| And I’m convinced it’s just our past and our future playing tag
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| The snake is biting for its tail while we are raking for the scraps
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| But in the end we only live within the bindings of or acts
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| You do the math
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| I only wish that I would have just taken the chances I had
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| We could be everything we ever dreamed
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| We just don’t know we can pave our own path
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| Then it went fast
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| Suddenly all that I knew hit the ground in a flash
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| Now I’m a Scav
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| Nothing to do so I build what I can from the ash
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| Dysengage
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| Dysengage
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| I am screaming at the walls
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| So fucking loud it chips the paint
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| Dysengage
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| I have heard the angels call
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| Yet I have sat and let it ring
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| Dysengage
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| I once thought I bore a message
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| And it’s something I should sing
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| Dysengage
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| Then I learned they want me dead
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| And they will just take everything
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| Dysengage
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| I am screaming at the walls
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| So fucking loud it chips the paint
|
| Dysengage
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| I have heard the angels call
|
| Yet I have sat and let it ring
|
| Dysengage
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| I once thought I bore a message
|
| And it’s something I should sing
|
| Dysengage
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| Then I learned they want me dead
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| And they will just take everything
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| Dysengage
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| Dysengage
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| Dysengage
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| Dysengage
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| I got 20 seconds left to live
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| And nothing left to lose
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| So as far as I’m concerned
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| You got 20 seconds too
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| We got business to address
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| And it’s serious
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| I have felt the wrath
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| Of my own treatment I’m delirious
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| When you die, they either forget
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| Or you’re immortalized
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| Treat you like a god
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| Because you gave them an experience
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| Can you live a life
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| Where you reject your own existence to survive?
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| When you carry out a message
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| You don’t get to be alive
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| Dysengage I am dying
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| I am running out of time
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| Dysengage everything you see
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| Will soon be mine
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| My own worst enemy
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| I’m open to discussing
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| Everything inside my heart
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| That sits and makes me feel disgusting
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| This is something of an up and coming
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| Rushing to the finish line
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| Nothing left to offer
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| Dump me in the reaches of your mind
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| Hand and hand we march and follow all the signs
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| You may venture off but I implore you never leave my site
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| You will be the death of me and that will be my rise to life
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| Dysengage the only choice I have in this if I am to survive
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| Dysengage
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| I am screaming at the walls
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| So fucking loud it chips the paint
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| Dysengage
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| I have heard the angels call
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| Yet I have sat and let it ring
|
| Dysengage
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| I once thought I bore a message
|
| And it’s something I should sing
|
| Dysengage
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| Then I learned they want me dead
|
| And they will just take everything
|
| Dysengage
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| I am screaming at the walls
|
| So fucking loud it chips the paint
|
| Dysengage
|
| I have heard the angels call
|
| Yet I have sat and let it ring
|
| Dysengage
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| I once thought I bore a message
|
| And it’s something I should sing
|
| Dysengage
|
| Then I learned they want me dead
|
| And they will just take everything
|
| Dysengage
|
| I am screaming at the walls
|
| So fucking loud it chips the paint
|
| Dysengage
|
| I have heard the angels call
|
| Yet I have sat and let it ring
|
| Dysengage
|
| I once thought I bore a message
|
| And it’s something I should sing
|
| Dysengage
|
| Then I learned they want me dead
|
| And they will just take everything
|
| Dysengage
|
| I am screaming at the walls
|
| So fucking loud it chips the paint
|
| Dysengage
|
| I have heard the angels call
|
| Yet I have sat and let it ring
|
| Dysengage
|
| I once thought I bore a message
|
| And it’s something I should sing
|
| Dysengage
|
| Then I learned they want me dead
|
| And they will just take everything
|
| Dysengage
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| Dysengage, Dysengage, Dysengage
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| Dysengage, Dysengage, Dysengage
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| Dysengage, Dysengage |